Pout.

[ysobelle]

I am mollified. After a honking long time of my knee cursing and screaming even louder than I was, I grumped down onto the couch, propped my leg up on the back cushions, and napped-- incredibly strange dreams included. By the time I awoke, a few hours later, it'd given up the pain ghost. It's subsided now into cosmetic damage, though I'm sure my skin doesn't see it that way: it's a mass of oozy plasma and chunks of neosporin in a largeish splotch of scabbing blood.

Oh, I'm sorry, were you eating? Do forgive.

All of this, you understand, has proved worth it, as it brought peacockharpy out of the mists of time. Huzzah! (Waves a hearty hello!) I've thought of you many, many times over the years, and looked for you, but couldn't find you. How did you find me? And did you see the photos I took of the old homestead, so to speak?

I'm also somewhat relieved that the woman for whom the new tartan set was being made called today and told me, very nicely, that if it wasn't going to be done this week, she's in no rush, and to take my time. Which is good, as I realised while putting it together that I'd miscut one of the side panels, and have to redo it. Not that this is much of a loss: she's 28.5-24-28. Yes, I know. Don't even say it. It simply means I can recut with minimal annoyance-- and minimal fabric.

But on the other side of the planet, so to speak, all my love to you, snugglyevil. I'm so sorry. I wish to G-d I couldn't say I feel your pain, but I do. And I'm so sorry. I love you. You know I'm here if you need me.

Comments

[danorsong.livejournal.com]

hate to harrasl you but am I coming out tommorow because I have no idea where you live or anything other then the general city area.

[ysobelle.livejournal.com]

Yes, my love! I was on AIM last night, but I didn't see you. I'll call you later, yes?

[peacockharpy.livejournal.com]

Ennismore Gardens Mews! YOU WENT TO ENNISMORE GARDENS MEWS!

... well, and other places too, but hey. EGM has our history, you know?

I hear the Camden Palace is still standing but is called something else now...

[ysobelle.livejournal.com]

I did! I did! And I took all these photos cos I couldn't figure out which house had been his. And did you hear his LA house was burgled the other day? Er...which sorta answers your other question, too, I think.

I don't remember what Camden Palace is called now, but I totally would have gone had it still been Feet First. Did you look through the rest of the photos? SOme of them, you're the only one I know who'd get why I took them!

[peacockharpy.livejournal.com]

I looked through them briefly -- the night bus! St. Martin's! Brompton O!

I wonder if that guy is still playing "Careless Whisper" on the sax in the tube station...

(Were you ever on the Trust the Process message boards? I was briefly around as javamistress, but one of my good local friends, crevette, was very active there...)