The weed that makes me Dandie

May 02, 2006 10:43

So I'm sitting in Cam's room in KItchener. He's asleep in his brother's bed, his mom is cleaning and everyone else has gone to the zoo. Me? I'm crying. Lately, this is happening far too often. I just finished reading and fully grasping the magnitude of what happened to the Dandies this past Sunday. Does anyone really even understand?
It was so far beyond the realm of alcoholic craziness. It surpassed the self indulgance of dressing up. It became OUR night - Sunday is the new Saturday.
As I read J's entry. That's when the tears started. They bundled in my eyes as I saw every moment of laughter, joy and pure pleasure. This is real.
When we were at Tabu, the guys at the next table started to talking to us. I believe it was Lisa that said, "we're having a girls night"... the bald guy replied, "well, don't let us interfere if you don't want us to." And so, we continued laughing and crying(me) as the Dandies made cracks at my clearly Canadian accent. However, as the girls mocked me, I listend to the guys next to us, "they just ignored us. They really are having a girls only night. What the hell?"
And that my friends, that's what makes us the dandies. We weed. We weeded that table out to make it just us. We've done it before, we do it now, and I'm sure we'll do it again. Because in life, too much comes down to only four. There are only four earth signs, the word four has four letters, there are four suits in a deck of cards, four phases of the moon, four seasons, and there are only four directions we can go, all of which lead to one of us. However, most importantly, there are only four ways to spell Dandie:
Lisa
Jenny-Maria
Caitlin
Melissa

That's all today folks,
Hope all is well,
Melissa
"Queen of Absolute Sunshine"
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