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Friday, January 13, 2006

Aspirin

As U might have guessed, I have another e-mail from Dee 2 share, more abt that nite when her 'rents came 2 visit:
'April'!

It's me, again. I've got more to tell you about that 'night'. Wouldn't you know it, almost as soon as I 'let' your brother make his escape to his 'cave', all heck broke loose!

First, 'Merrie' got bored and gave 'Robin' a pot to play with. And of course he started to bang it and make a racket. I said, "Meredith! Don't give Robin pots to play with!" And I scooped up 'Robin', but it was too late, 'April', the downstairs neighbours were banging on the ceiling again. My 'mother' said, "There's that man again! How can you stand it, Deanna? Your neighbours downstairs are terrible." And I told her, "They only bang on the floor once in a while, Mom." Then 'Mom' started jumping up and down, saying, "Well. Here's a taste of your own medicine!" Well, you won't be 'surprised' to hear I had a 'headache' by then. As I was stalking off in search of relief, little 'Merrie' precociously asked, "Where are you going?" She sounded like a 10-year-old when she asked this! Most three year olds would have put that more like "Mama! Mama! Where go?" I'm so 'proud'. But just then, I just told her, "To get some aspirin."

You know, 'April', I wish I had more of a 'punchline' for this story I just told you. But mostly I'm thinking it would have been nice if 'Michael' could have helped keep the kids 'occupied' so they didn't feel the need to 'bang' on pots.

Well, I think 'Merrie' just dropped something, I have to sign 'off' now.

Best,

'Dee'
So, Mike, when does Dee get a lifeline, eh? Are you the only one who can have one?

Uh-oh, I see Mrs. Krakdaun coming down the hall & it looks like she's got a cell phone in ea hand already!

Apes

Edit: OK, Mrs. K has passed. Phew! So, hockey 2nite, R. P. Boire vs. R. Sheisse Essen. Then, party @ Cindilu Sera Tonin's place, yo! Parteeeeeeee!

posted by April Patterson @ 8:13 AM  

31 Comments:

  • At 10:06 AM, Blogger Anne said…

    That's why u gotta get a flip fone! They store much ezier.

    Finally Friday, yay! No worries if NE1 can't make the curling game 2nite. My mom's taking me & Gordie there & his mom's picking us up & then taking us out 4 pizza. I think that's better on his stomach than hummus, whew.

    It's cube that he's going 2 Etobicoke w/me, bcause I'd feel like such a foob by myself, & he says he doesn't want NE of the doods on the JV curling team hitting on me. It's so sweet that he cares so much!

    Cindilu asked me if I was gonna go 2 her party yesterday. She said Gordie could use his skateboard n their nground pool since it's empty 4 the winter. He's stoked about that. Should b fun, & it'll b cool 2 c u there, Apes. :-)

    Vicks

     

  • At 11:12 AM, Blogger April Patterson said…

    eva, i haven't seen alex 2day either. & she's, like, not answering her cell. alex, r u ok?

    vicks, has gordie been kicked offa hockey?

    party 2nite will b cube!

    apes

     

  • At 11:37 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Hey, I found this blog by Googling "Bobby Sparkindale". I've got detention today because I slugged him. He was getting in my face with that camera of his. Supposedly he was working on a "photo essay" on special-needs kids for yearbook. And he said, "Do you know who I am? Bobby Sparkindale, that's who! I'm an artiste. Just Google me and you'll see I'm not to be trifled with!" But Googling him just brought me to this blog, and it seems from all the references I could find that he's made an arse of himself. Whatever. I'm glad I slugged him.

    So, Alex Love posts here, eh? What do you think of our big English assignment, Alex?

    Cameron

     

  • At 11:39 AM, Blogger Anne said…

    Yeah, Cameron, Sparkingdale's a joke. Welcome 2 the blog, tho. :-)

    Alex, pls check n w/us. We're worried about u!

    Actually, Gordie quit the team. He says he's not good enough of a player 2 get a uni scholarship & he wants 2 focus on skating. W/enough effort, he thinx he can b as good as Tony Hawk, Eric Koston or Ryan Sheckler. Whatevs, Gordie...lol He made me hella nervous the other day when he was doing a kickflip n the Horny Tim's parking lot.

    2nite's party will ROCK!

    Vicks

     

  • At 11:42 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    april, i am dragging 2day. i shudn’t gone ovah 2 rebeccah’s last nite. we watched an episode or 2 of the sopranoz frum her dad’s dvd collection & then she wuz like, “the equipment n my studio izn’t workin’ rite. can u luk @that?” geranium messed with it a few dayz ago & it wuz totally hozed. nevah let a drummer do the sound, my dad always usedta say. aftah i fixed it, rebeccah sed, “jeremy. it’s lonely here. howie iz off b-ing butt buddies w/everett & gerald hazn’t come ovah.” i sed, “it’s rilly l8. i gotta go.” so, i’m workin’ on a couple hourz of sleep 2day.

    i’ve been tryin’ 2 find alexandra all day 2c if she wunts 2 do curlin’ w/vicki simone or hockey w/u this aftahnoon. plus it’s the georgetown raiders @milton 2nite. milton just reclaimed the #1 spot n junior ‘a’ hockey, so it shud be xxcitin’. plus, no offence april, but i am happy ur dad won’t b w/us. sorry, vicki, i am sure we won't b @ur party unless it iz still goin' aftah we r done @milton.

     

  • At 12:46 PM, Blogger howard said…

    April,

    I had a great night with Everett. It was so good, I called Becky last night to see if it was OK if I didn’t come over to her place. She said it was OK, because she had Jeremy there to keep her company. It sounded a little strange to me, for Jeremy to be over there so late, but who I am to question, right? Well, while Everett and I were busy in my apartment, someone started beating on the wall and said to keep it down, because it was late. We were quiet after that, but still very active.

    I called my aunt and uncle to see what they do when their apartment neighbours get noisy about banging on walls. I figured they must have some method that did not involve the loss of plaster, after their experiences with your brother and sister-in-law and the eviction notice. My aunt Winnie said, “Well, Howard. We don’t play ‘Make ‘Em Dance’ with the broom anymore. And since we know our landlady is going through our trash to find any evidence of apartment repair needs, we have been taking our trash to a different place. However, once in awhile the kids upstairs get those awful pots and pans out onto the floor and start beating on them. It’s incredibly noisy, because it turns the whole ceiling into a drum head. When that happens, we have no choice but to bang on the ceiling, but it’s only once in awhile.” I said, “Why don’t you just go and talk to your upstairs neighbours?”

    My aunt sighed and said, “We tried that once after our night from hell, the first night after we moved in, having to listen to them go at it on that incredibly squeaky bed all night. I spoke to the landlady about what to do, but before we finished our conversation, we were interrupted by our upstairs neighbour’s daughter having an accident while playing on the stairs. It turned out their daughter rode a tricycle trout down the stairs and broke her arm. Well, that took our landlady’s attention completely, which is understandable. However, after the daughter had been picked up and taken by her mother, I tried to start talking to our landlady again, and she told me to shut up. It was so rude. I knew that any more talking to her was a waste of time. So, I spoke directly to the mother. I asked her to remove the baby stroller from the foyer and the tricycle from the front yard. Well, what did they do? The father comes home, talks to his wife and then comes down to the foyer all snorting, fuming and grumbling. He was so loud, it attracted attention from Mel, and he went out into the foyer to see what the commotion was about. The father was putting tape in the foyer. When he saw Mel, he declared one side to be his, and that the baby stroller and tricycle would be sitting on their side of the tape. I mean, as if his daughter had not just broken her arm with that tricycle on the steps that were right there by the foyer. It was crazy. Do they even care about their children’s safety? Then right after that, we get a visit from our landlady, full of complaints from the neighbours upstairs about Mel’s smoking. So you see Howard, we contacted them directly and our landlady directly and got no results. They just sic the landlady on us and oh yeah, write libelous articles about us in weekly papers. That’s the way to deal with your problems. Publicly humiliate your enemy and give them eviction notices. So now, we just bang on the ceiling once in awhile, whenever it gets too loud, usually when the kids bring out the pots and pans. Oh, and sometimes when their in-laws visit the mother-in-law dances on the floor, which is kind of funny to hear. She’s not a very good dancer, but it is clear she is doing a polka.”

    I said, “Do you have any advice for me then?” My aunt said, “Talk directly to your neighbours about the sound. Maybe they will be more reasonable than ours. Oh, I do have a funny story to tell.” I said, “What is it?” My aunt said, “I saw the mother upstairs neighbour walking about in the foyer outside our apartment. She had grown to an enormous height and she was holding her hand on her head, like her head hurt. But she was looking down and not paying attention to where she was going and her head ran smack into the top of the doorway. I said to her, ‘Where are you going?’ She said, ‘To get some aspirin.’ I said, ‘I have some in here.’ But she said, ‘No thanks.’ So I said, ‘As long as you are that height, you might want to duck your head going through doors.’ She said, ‘As long as I am that height? What do you mean? I haven’t gotten any taller or shorter.” So my aunt watched, dumbfounded as she scaled the stairs to her apartment with the sound of her head hitting every low-hanging area. She said it was very peculiar.

    Anyway, that’s the story she told me. Do you know anything about your sister-in-law suddenly being tall? Did she send any e-mails about that?

    Howard K.

     

  • At 1:02 PM, Blogger April Patterson said…

    howard, nope, dee hasn't mentioned nething abt getting taller. but then again, these changes seem 2 happ a lot. like when i got really small. & i've noticed that on some days, ger is like a head taller than me, but other days, he's just a few inches taller than i am.

    merrie @ times looks like she's in the 4th grade, & other times as tall as a normal 3 yo. so, i dunno.

    that's quite a story fr. yr aunt. i'm glad i don't live there!

    apes

     

  • At 2:13 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    april, i finally ran n2 alexandra & asked her ‘bout the game @milton cuz eva tol’ me that i wuzn’t goin’. she wuz headin’ 2 her class & i ran up 2 her & sed, “hey, alexandra. wut’s this ‘bout me not goin’ 2 milton? eva sed i wuzn’t goin’.” & she sed, “i gotta get 2 class. i don’t wanna b l8.” i sed, “but wut ‘bout milton? am i goin’?” & alexandra sed, “well…you’re not invited…just my famly this tyme.” & then she turned & went n2 the classroom w/o sayin’ nethin’ else.

    i dunno wut 2 think. it wuz so strange. not like she wuz mad @me, but not rilly friendly either. i musta messed up somehow & rilly big this tyme. i bet she’z mad cuz i went ovah 2 rebeccah’z house last nite. thass prolly it. she thinks i wuz cheatin’ on her. well, wen we go 2 the hockey game this aftahnoon, i will definitely b bringin’ her sum coffee 2 make it up 2 her. no. i did that the last tyme. i need sumthin’ different. mebbe a poem 'bout how wunnerful she iz & how she'z the best gf evah & how i will nevah evah cheat on her or even luk like i'm cheatin' on her. duz that sound gud?

     

  • At 2:26 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    april,

    i got my poem 4 alexandra. it goez like this:

    alexandra iz my true luv’s name.
    she puts all the other girls 2 shame.
    she sure iz sum classy dame.
    wen she iz mad, i know i am 2 blame.

    alexandra iz the best gf n the world.
    4 her i wud evn get my head toilet-swirled.
    w/her w/me i’ll nevah need anotha girl.
    wen i am rich i’ll put her n diamondz & pearlz.

    alexandra, i hope you will forgive
    me, 4 wutevah it wuz that i did.
    i promise u az long az i will live,
    ur the 1 who holds my heart captive.

    wutya think? will it work? i can’t w8 2 give it 2 her

     

  • At 2:48 PM, Blogger April Patterson said…

    wow, jeremy, i dunno what 2 tell u abt alex. i haven't had a chance 2 talk 2 her yet. she seemz 2 have a lot on her mind. i thot the poem was v. nice.

    apes

     

  • At 4:10 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    april, i can't find alexandra. i wuz gonna meet her @the hockey game 2 give her my poem, since i didn't c her aftah skool. u don't think she went 2 the curlin' do u?

     

  • At 4:35 PM, Blogger Anne said…

    Nope, Jeremy, it's just me & Gordie n my mom's Saab. & she's listening 2 a Gordon Lightfoot CD. My ears, they bleed!

    Mayb she & Eva went 4 coffee?

    Vicks

     

  • At 5:02 PM, Blogger April Patterson said…

    alex, i'm not sure writing a letter is such a gd idea. i think sumthing abt seeing stuff like that in writing makes it, like, hurt more? saying stuff in person, mayB that wd b kinder.

    i dunno abt b-ball gamez b-ing on, but mayB u cd ask peeps @ the partee, eva. if u r going.

    tho alex asked me not 2 say nething abt what we talked abt, she sed it was ok 2 write that she hasn't decided whether or not she's going 2 the party. will hafta c if she's in a "party mood" after the hockey game.

    speaking of, the r.p. boire team got the piss knocked outta them! r. sheisse essen, like, slaughtered us! vicks, let us know how the curling boyz do!

    ger & becks both sed they're going 2 the party 2nite. it starts @ 8.

    apes

     

  • At 5:29 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    april, i know u & alexandra had ur secret talk ‘bout me goin’ 2 rebeccah’s house last nite. u don’t hafta tell me nething. i know that’s wut it wuz about. i hope u tol’ her i didn’t do nething w/rebeccah, cuz it’s true. u know how i feel ‘bout lying.

    neway, i dunno who this guy john iz that alexanda iz riting a letter 2, but i’m sure glad it’s not me. mebbe it’s that hockey player guy frum the states she went n2 the sauna w/. u know, he mite of developed feelings 4 alexandra cuz she’z so hott & she can’t help it that guyz fall n luv w/her. i am so lucky she’z my gf. she iz so kind 4 taking the tyme 2 rite a letter 2 let that states guy down ez. if he’z n the states then it makes sense she wud rite a letter & not tell him n person. n person wud be nicer, like u sed, but it wud b a long trip just to hurt sum1’s feelingz, u know.

    i think i’m gonna go by alexandra’z house b4 her famly leavez 4 milton, so i can hand her my poem. mebbe she can read it on the way 2 milton & it will help her unnerstand she’z the only girl 4 me & i didn’t do nething w/rebeccah, so she duzn’t needta b mad @me.

    ur rite ‘bout the hockey game. r p boire rilly stank & u cud tell geranium iz carryin’ xxtra weight. i hope i can say that w/o gerund sendin’ xxploding clownz aftah me. it wuz a gud game 4 alexandra 2 miss. she duzn’t like it wen the team she cheerz 4 iz playin’ lousy. neway, i hope i wuz a help 2u n coverin’ the game, evn tho i don’t know az much ‘bout hockey az alexandra duz.

     

  • At 5:32 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    april, i missed alexandra. they were pullin' out just az i got there. i wuz wavin' 2 them 2 stop, but they must've not seen me, which iz prolly y the car started speedin' up.

     

  • At 5:47 PM, Blogger April Patterson said…

    jeremy, w/out saying nething abt the convo w/alex, i can tell u she knows that u don't lie.

    thanx 4 helpin' me w/the hockey stuff. i'm learning, but i still have questions sumtimes.

    apes

     

  • At 6:00 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    april, that iz such a relief 2 hear (i mean read). she must not b mad @me 4 goin' 2 rebeccah'z nemore. thanx so much 4 setting her str8.

    well, i just put my poem n an envelope & left it 4 her on their door 4 her 2 read wen she comez back. plus i added a little note that sed i wud b @the partee 2nite, if she gets back frum the hockey game n tyme & wunts 2c me.

    i guess her famly decided they wunted sum tyme 2gether & thass y i got xxcluded frum goin' 2 milton 2day. i can unnerstand that. famly tyme iz mportant. mebbe sumday, i will b, like, a part of her famly. but thass kinda thinkin' 2 far ahead, u know. but the way i feel 'bout alexandra, i can c it.

     

  • At 6:44 PM, Blogger April Patterson said…

    becks, now i know y the hockey coach was giving me this weird look. like pity.

    i heard our math teacher is starting an xtra-help group that meets 2x/wk after school. mayB that wd b more helpful than bucky loser?

    apes

     

  • At 6:47 PM, Blogger howard said…

    Becky,

    High school math I know pretty well. I got good grades in it before I...um...well, I got grades in it. No advanced degree for me, so anything beyond that I won't be able to help you with. I will be glad to come over and help you as much as a can. I am completely free.

    Everett is out tonight on one of his straight dates, i.e. a big function with people there whom he would prefer think he is straight. This means he is out with Marjee Mahaha again. I like Marjee and she told me not to worry because she is just acting as Everett's beard, but you know...I still worry.

    Anyway, I can help you with math whenever you would like.

    Howard K.

     

  • At 8:48 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    april, i got 2 cindilu sera tonin's place 4 the party & she greeted me @the door. she sed, “welcome 2 the party, yearbook staffer! i’m so glad u cud make it.” then she luked @me & sed, “ur not on the yearbook staff.” i sed, “no. but i am d8ing sum1 on the yearbook staff. alexandra love iz my gf.” cindilu sed, “oh i’m so happy alexandra likes oldah men. that showz real ambition on her part & n ur case quite a bit of tolerance 2. alexandra just joined our staff & i am sure she will have loadz of fun. the yearbook kids have the best partiez. where iz alexandra, neway?” i sed, “she went 2 milton 2c a hockey game w/her ‘rents. so she won’t be here until l8er.” cindilu sed, “well, i h8 2b a grumpy guss, but u luk like 1 of thoze 40-year-old perverts that try 2 crash hi skool parteez 2 pick up underage girlz.” i sed, “no rilly. i go 2 ur skool.” & i pulled out my student id. cindilu sed, “thass obviously not u. that boy’z 14 & u don’t luk nething like him.” i sed, “that picture wuz taken b4 i started luking old, cuz it’s mboro u know.” cindilu sed, “if u do not leave rite now & take ur fake id w/u, i am calling the police. u shud be ashamed of urself. this is a friendly, wholesome party & duzn’t need ne 40-year-old perverts. thanx 4 coming. bye.” and then she shut the door. it's just az well. i don’t think i wud have much fun @that party w/o alexandra neway.

    i think i'll go ovah & hang w/howard & rebeccah @her place. since howard'z there, alexandra won't think i'm doin' nething w/rebeccah. i changed my note on alexandra'z door 2 say i cudn't get n2 the party & if she wunts 2 go w/me aftah she gets back frum milton, she can get me ovah @rebeccah's place & that howard wuz there so she didn't needta worry.

     

  • At 9:28 PM, Blogger April Patterson said…

    becks! u sed u'd b @ the party!

    sorry it took so long 4 me 2 post, but i was having lotsa trub getting a signal for my fone.

    neway, this party is v. cube. vicks is here w/gordie, eva's here, ger is--oh, looks like he's getting sum snax. gotta go, he sez he wants 2 dance after he finishes his snack.

    apes

     

  • At 10:03 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    april, wen alexandra gets back, if she wants 2 go 2 the party & it's still goin' on, then we will prolly join u. we don't have the same career concernz az rebeccah.

    the party 2morrow shud b gud & i hope u guyz can b there, evn tho it iz so short notice i dunno how many peeps will b here. on the othah hand, rebeccah told me that story 'bout creepy mccauley & that corbeil lady, so he can prolly get peeps here, evn w/no notice.

     

  • At 10:05 PM, Blogger April Patterson said…

    u did, but whatevs. it's not just yrbook peeps, & it's not "d-list". i don't know y u had 2 say that. pierce inverarity & drew fontaine r here (captains of basketball & hockey), the senior & jr class presidents, & abt 90% of the "a-list" kidz.

    apes

     

  • At 10:18 PM, Blogger howard said…

    April,

    I am trying not to freak out that Becky referred to a party her close friends are attending as a D-List party.

    I am trying not to be freak out that Becky wanted to use Anne Nichols to make the food for her party and not me.

    I am trying not to freak out that Everett will be here with your parents at the party, which means he will be pretending to be straight.

    I am trying not to freak out that the halfway house gang will be here at the party and what will happen once they see how nice this place is.

    I am trying not to freak out every time I hear Becky call up one of her clients and saying, “Come to a party tomorrow and invite someone who would want to hire me.”

    I am trying not to freak out at what will happen if your parents see underage kids drinking champagne.

    I am trying not to freak out that Dr. McCauley is providing some of the guest list, when he knows in advance that Becky's dad is going to be there. (Really, really trying not to freak out about what Ted McCauley has up his sleeve on this one. He was smiling just a little too much when said he would invite some of his friends.)

    This has all the earmarks of a major disaster and I seem to be unable to talk Becky out of it.

    Howard K.

     

  • At 11:16 PM, Blogger howard said…

    April,

    Becky and I have had a discussion.

    I tried to explain that even though I was going to be a guest and not working the kitchen, I still wanted to be asked. I didn’t have to say yes, but being asked would have been nice to know that I had been considered. After all, I can cook circles around Anne Nichols. Becky did apologize for that, although she told me I was being too sensitive and irrational.

    I also pointed out to her that due to my foolish shamp-Ohing of your mother, which briefly transformed her into a more cognizant being, that she was now aware that I am a man, so I doubted the Roberta Curtolson thing would work any more. But I can try, I suppose, to see if your mother has completely reverted back to her old ways, but I seriously doubt it with respect to her recognizing my gender.

    Becky is much more confident of the halfway house guys’ behaviour than I am. Of course, I may be biased, since I spent time with them in very different conditions in jail, and I should give them the benefit of a doubt. But I can’t. I can’t get the image of Orque and Bruiser in black tie working as waiters in my head. Becky and I will just have to disagree on this point. I hope for her sake, that she is right.

    I did discuss proper phone etiquette with Becky, but I cannot deny her success in getting her clients to attend. I still think she is little brusque with them; but I guess that’s a part of her charm.

    She is still unconvinced of the menace of Dr. McCauley, but has ceased trying to convince me otherwise, as you could no doubt tell from her last post to you.

    I also told Becky I will have to wear an evening gown I already own, because I just don’t make enough money at the hair salon to buy anything new. It's not in the budget. That’s OK, because I have plenty of gowns that I look smashing in.

    Howard K.

     

  • At 11:18 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    april, howard & april have been fiting a little & it iz gettin' borin'. did alexandra show up @the party? i haven't heard frum her & she shud b back by now. i think i'm gonna go 2 her place & c if she iz back & wants 2 go.

     

  • At 12:03 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    april, i got 2 alexandra'z place & knocked on the door. her dad sed, "germany. wut r u doin' knockin' on the door @this hour. go home." so, i went home & decided to check this blog 2c if there were ne notes & it sed alexandra alreddy went 2 the yearbook party. i'm gonna head on ovah & c if i can find her. iz the party still goin' on, april?

     

  • At 12:07 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    rebeccah, sorry 2 leave while u were riting ur post to howard. i just needed 2c if i cud find alexandra & c if she red my poem or not. u were so bizzy talkin' 2 howard, i don't think u noticed i left.

     

  • At 12:17 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    april, where ru? rebeccah & i haven't been able 2 find u. oh, i spotted alexandra. she'z talking 2 that cameron guy & she duzn't luk 2 happy. mebbe it's tyme 4 a rescue.

     

  • At 2:50 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    april, we nevah found u. i think we figured it got l8 & u went home. i hope u weren’t 2 angry @us 4 getting’ there aftah u. wut do i needta tell u? let’s c.

    i rescued alexandra frum talkin’ 2 cameron. she wuz happy ‘bout that. she hadn’t read my poem, but she sed she wud wen she got home. she sed she had sumthin’ 4 me 2 read also, but wuz savin’ it 4 the rite tyme. i think it’s more fanfic on lost, but i guess i will just hafta w8 2 find out. oh, 4 sum reazn alexandra wudn’t dance w/me. she wuz friendly 2 me, but she sed it wuz sumthin’ ‘bout touchin’. i think it wuz cuz of that virus she had yesterday. mebbe she’z b-ing xxtra cautious ‘bout spreadin’ it around, u know.

    rebeccah wuz dancin’ w/sum of the kidz she callz a-list kidz 4 awhile. she’z like a sort of celebrity n our skool cuz of the radio ad. neway, aftah awhile rebeccah asked me 2 dance w/her & asked alexandra if it wuz all rite. & alexandra sed sumthin’ like how she wuz supportive of my decision 2 dance w/rebeccah. it wuz eerie, but alexandra didn’t get upset, evn wen rebeccah wunted 2 slow dance. the party iz still goin’ on, so if u & geranium r off making out or sumthin’, we’re still here. i know rebeccah & alexandra wud luv 2c u.

     

  • At 3:08 AM, Blogger howard said…

    Becky,

    Sorry I did not come with you to the dance when you were following Jeremy. I don't think a dance with all high school kids is the appropriate place for me.

    For you to read later:

    1. Catering. Done with that subject. I already accepted your apology.

    2. John and Elly Patterson are known for being tolerant to gays not in their own family. This is true. When I was working for Lawrence he told me this part of his history. I do not know why Everett insists on maintaining the illusion that he is not gay in front of them. Nevertheless he does. We will see how it goes with him tomorrow. I will bet he will show up with Marjee Mahaha.

    3. I am sorry I mentioned Bruiser. I do miss him. I have not seen him in a long time, and certainly have not had any communication with him since that postcard he sent last month and the Christmas card. It’s just that I associate him with Orque so much from my days with them, mentioning the two of them together is habit. I hope your father does not have to resort to cutting his halfway house friends to keep them in line. However, I am expecting blood to be spilled.

    4. We don’t agree about whether you are using Dr. McCauley or he is using you. We'll just have to agree to disagree. That’s all I can say about it.

    5. Mary Worth is right (hard to believe I just wrote that). You do have spunk.

    6. You think the sapphire blue dress with the ruffles, plunging neckline, and with the rhinestones and bugle beads all over and opera gloves? Wow, you really want this to be formal. All right, if that’s what you want, I will wear that.

    Howard K.

     

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