Sad Shut-in Queen With Cat

Morning Miss.

i slept like a babe until 5.45am – how loverly... I wonder how the B-team went ☺ And how are you this fine day Miss?

xTom

I was up at 6.45am. Lovely morning.

What were the B-team up to, to wonder how they went with it?

I'm gorgeous. A little too much coffee already, but gorgeous none the less.

christian

Kym

So have we confirmed for dinner tomorrow night?

I have to pick my car up in Altona after work, which means I will be present and accounted for for about 7'ish, 7.30. But I won't be able to make it any earlier, I don't reckon.

christian

I tried this email to everyone about Red. But reading it back, it just sounded like a sad cry for help. Which of course, it isn’t. But I decided not to send it anyway. 

Subject: Red

It appears to me since yesterday, that Red's health is taking a considerable turn for the worse. I think it would be fair to say that the grand old man has started his journey off this planet. So, if anyone feels like they would like to, of course nobody might want to, but so many people do ask after him on a regular basis. So, if anyone wanted to say good bye to him, now would probably be a good time. I'm not saying that it is immanent, but I think it's going to be sooner than later.

All marijuana privileges have been restored. (for Red & me. Have I ever told you what a pot head Red is?)

christian

Sad shut-in queen with cat

My first class tonight night had its share of freaks. All, Jasus, forty-six of them. The renovations to the building must have cost a lot. What's with all of these people, I thought barely being able to see from the back? 

I was late, natch. 

Oh Universe I hope a lot of them drop out like everyone has knowingly nodded sage-like. Give it a few weeks, everyone has said.

Oh bugger, I've got to become all studenty again.

And I've been off the dope all through the holidays. Go figure.

I like the walk home after class, it is kind of meditative, relaxing, nice. I like the cool night air and the serenity. 

I feel sorry for chicks too scared to walk after dark. Who’d want to be born a girl, I ask you?