Wooo! Apart from some ModBlog posts I’ve done nothing at all today but loaf about in a pair of ill-fitting shorts (I keep falling out) that cost a dollar (thanks CST!) from Winners and watch Freaks and Geeks.
It’s nice to be lazy sometimes.
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I went out to wave a friend off tonight, she’s going back to Australia for good.
On the way I noticed a guy looking really shifty between River and Sumach (on Queen East), just to the right of him off the pavement was a guy on the floor next to a shopping trolley looking pretty out of it.
As I passed by I asked the shifty guy if the bloke on the floor was ok and he sprinted off, I chased him for a bit then thought I should go back and ring for an ambulance (which had already been done apparently but they gave the wrong intersection) and waited with him.
While I was sat next to him talking and feeling his pulse it slowed and then stopped, it took all of five minutes.
While they have been eating The two bedraggled figures Screaming Soaked through, but happy, She pulls off her jumper
The rain has started falling,
Gradually gathering in strength;
What began a drizzle
Has now become torrential,
And doesnt look like coming to an end.
That huddle in the doorway,
With nothing vaguely waterproof to wear,
Are now secretly wishing
Theyd listened to their mothers
When being told to always be prepared.
geronimo!,
They run for it down the road;
With an arm around her waist
He leads her to a place
He knows.
They squelch up to the landing;
The room before them
Makes a welcome sight.
The coal fire is throwing
Strange shapes upon the hearthrug,
And crying out to be knelt down beside.
And flings it in the corner;
He picks it up and hangs it on a chair.
She puts on a record
And sings into her coffee;
He puts a blanket round her,
Sits her down
And dries her beautiful hair.
Me being ill, just now.
Allana being lazy, all the time.
