It’s been a while. A long, unnecessary while… a while so long that if this was a movie, I’d be on my knees in a wooden box with a tiny window separating me from a man who has no relation to me whatsoever and whom I will call “father”, I will ask him for forgiveness for something completely stupid like missing the toilette and spraying the bathtub, and he will forgive me for it. Of course this is entirely under the assumption that I am a Christian... and that I believe in bullshit.
However! This is not to be the topic, nor content of today’s post. And because there really is no excuse for my lack of brain vomit, I won’t try really hard in coming up with anything remotely convincing. In fact, I won’t try at all.
Instead, I’ll fart out what could vaguely be defined as a post, to which you will laugh, cry, think, believe everything I say and go home remembering nothing whatsoever.
This week alone has been as entertaining as a homosexual budgie.
Not only did I think the holy month of Ramadan was in October, but – despite my extremely busy schedule between picking my toe nails and squinting at my Mac, looking and feeling like the harassed banshee I just might be (Yes I’m a sexy-squinting-toe-nail-picking beast who lives in a cave and use bunnies as a loofa) - had lunch with a friend whom I haven’t seen in two years; and then dinner that very same night (talk about rebel!) with friends I haven’t seen in five years.
As suspected, precisely like a fine wine that gets better with age; I had more fun with the five-year-friends than I did with the two-year one. OH the irony.
I do realise that this is not a good example of my ability to keep in touch with those whom I consider to be friends. I suppose it’s pointless asking you to trust me this is not always the case…? But do note the mention of an extremely busy schedule.
In all seriousness now: I’m sorry. It’s been a while, and I have truly missed writing to nobody in particular. Nothing exciting has happened since the last post, hence the M.I.A persona. I am hoping things will change and I’ll have more to talk about. But for now, it’s been pretty quiet and probably not as bad as I've made it out to be.
However, should you feel the tiniest bit of interest in how my lunch and dinner dates went, I shall oblige you in a summary of the mentioned events:
My lunch date was spent listening to people I didn’t really like, talk about nothing in particular. Like the weather. I’m very sure they felt the same. And, my dinner date was lovely, thank you for asking. I thoroughly enjoyed it. Good food, good company, and good wine. It was fun. Wish you were there. Kodak moment.
I hope for your sake, the next post is more entertaining.
Your turn.
--p.
