...my baby's coming back.
Is it strange to read this blog and have to figure out who is writing? Then again, I don't think we are easily mistaken for each other...even virtually.
Nas is coming home to Logan and I! We were getting sick of each other anyway. He actually slept on the chair in our bedroom instead of curled up next to me last night. I think it was payback for not letting him play with Lafonda, the neighbour's cat. We keep telling him that she's no good - but does he listen? Well, he's had his little operation anyway, so 'friends' it shall only and ever be.
There is nothing Nas deserved more than a weekend in T.O. with his best friends - especially as Nik is getting married at the end of September and we can't be there. But I will try to make home sound a bit exciting - Send More Paramedics show at our local on the weekend (our friend's zombiecore band), euchre night cause Eric's in town, and finally, of course...ROAD TRIP! I know it's not the same - but think of it as a postponement: we'll be home for Christmas.
Said goodbye to another friend last night - really must put an end to this! She's off to Spain and a teaching post. Too many faces missing in the crowd these days. I'm glad Spain isn't too far and not off our maps cause Jordi lives there too. So we have another excuse to travel - must think positively about these departures. Our friend must have arrived in Turkey by now as well...the world just gets smaller and smaller.
1 comment:
yeah - it's odd alright - i suppose we could be doing this over the phone or by email...but it's the new thang, innit? we's all brap brap widdit, nahmeen? check it. (clearly been watching too much ali g.)
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