June 18, 2003

The things I do for the love of Dragondude

We were about to start our songwriting session when Chri and Fi's dad called. Since it was flooded, he was going to park their car at the nearby hospital and he wanted Chri to pick him up in their SUV. Chri convinced Fi to go along for the ride. And since I didn't want to be left alone, I jumped up and joined them.

I jumped up and joined them, completely forgetting two little facts. One, after taking my bath I did not feel like combing my hair so I put up my hair in a wild knot and pushed everything away from my face with a purple headband. To call my hair a mess would be an understatement. Two, I was wearing a tanktop with my tie-dyed neon pants, a tanktop from my high school years - the kind of tanktop you don't ever wear outside. I forgot because it had been cold and I had a shawl wrapped around my shoulders.

Basically, I was in no state to go outside. Bah, I thought. I don't have to get off the car anyway. We'd just go out, pick my uncle up and zip back home. But on our way to the hospital, as the SUV surged through the horrifyingly dark flood, I realized that I would need to go down. Because we were going to 7-eleven and I needed to get an internet card.

It was a choice between embarrassing myself or a night without going online.

Hell, I went for option one.

I wrapped the shawl around my head and my body, covering my hair and my tanktop. I asked Fi if she'd be embarrassed to be seen with me looking like that and she said no. Good enough. I think Chri thought I was joking but she realized I was serious when I opened the door. Fi and I went down. I walked into 7-eleven nonchalantly while Fi tried to bite back her laughter. Chri walked in after us, grinning like mad. I remained nonchalant, picking out stuff I wanted, ignoring the stares. I almost ran into an old classmate from my original batch in college. I hid behind the shelf of canned goods.

We spent maybe ten minutes in the place. The longer we stayed, the more comfortable I got. Perhaps having the shawl cover most of my face made things easier.

I got my card.

That's all that matters.


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Mozzie update

Flowers For Sally is song number seven.

Whoo.

This time, celebrated with tuna sandwiches. I made mine with three slices of bread, butter, the excellent tuna spread Fi made and shoestring potatoes.

That was the best tuna sandwich I've had in my life.