Life awaits an outcome which never arrives.
A man wearing a rudimentary head-bandage sprawled wildly on the living room rug (no longer even vaguely straight). Geoff Leigh :Francois Carrier / Masayo Koketsu / Daisuke Fuwa / Takashi Itani:Sam Rivers Trio feat Dave Holland / Barry Altschul:Cyril Bondi / Pierre-Yves Martel / Christoph Schiller: Top Sellers in Squidco's catalog listed in order of popularity during the 2019 year. was only inserted here because I'm recording this statement verbatim, and I do sometimes need affirmation.
I am proud to call him my brother.Yesterday was a bleak and gloomy Sunday afternoon. And then, one day, mother notices that he does not come when he is called to his tea. Sunday walks in Wimbledon Park, sleeping under the trees. Now I'm here, giving little Jeremy here his fourth tequila slammer in a row and dancing to Rihanna in the kitchenette of what is technically a government building. Soon my parents will come home and will cook the Austrian Dinner (a permanent Christmas Eve fixture purloined from the long arms of our distant family now among the faithful departed), we'll slope down to the frosty beach and walk along it on our way to mass, and then come home to drink my father's best scotch and reminisce on festivities passed.
Annotate with labels or interesting facts. So poor in fact that I failed to see what was, I suppose, inevitably coming: the Tango's spontaneous impulse decision to live what will probably be an inestimably more enriching (but Squid-less) life.
Two months.
(Whatever it is, I hope it doesn't involve that fucking laundrette.
The carousel keeps revolving, bringing with it witches and pirates, soldiers and Bond villains....but what forever remains constant is my hope that you are happy, wherever you are. Apparently not. I miss you, and think of you always.This year I seem to have found the festive onslaught less pernicious than previously. So how to break the mould, and escape? My mother, the sage and omniscient Vino Squid, pointed this out to me only recently in fact. If you remember my last letter saw me meandering senselessly around a Chinese supermarket in Hampstead, with the lovely Tango trying patiently to teach me the value of spontaneity, and how enriching it can be to make decisions on impulse. No frills. So many people have come into my life, and some have sadly departed.
Squid's access control scheme is relatively comprehensive and difficult for some people to understand. Impatiently, she marches out into the hall.
Smacked, no tea, sent to bed. But we did stop the fight. Action Squid Posted by Action Squid at 19:10 No comments: Email This BlogThis! Interim appraisals at the bottom of the ladder.
Summers working in an actual office (how grown up), evenings drinking red wine (how grown up) and listening to the Toad play guitar under the apple tree. Cans.
Inky Squid can be heard whimpering in his room. He keeps over-starching my collars and I'm just not standing for it.)
It is naughty.
Invites were sent (digitally), initially ignored (also digitally) and then finally confirmed (in person, due to unanimous digital apathy).To be fair, our preparations were as detailed as they were far-reaching. Squids, Lures, Spreader Bars, Daisy Chains, Dredges, and fishing tips and tricks.