In the bath I thought about me, me, me. But more specifically my trip to Canada next year - as you know I plan to take up residence in the home of bacon and hockey sticks for prolly about a year. People keep asking if I’m excited or anxious and I never really know how to respond, I’m a little of both but I don’t want to foresee too much before I go - I want to live it once, not make too many pictures, that sort of thing. The way I try and do this is I view the trip as an Ace. Aces can be high or low - my trip could be wild (lots of travel, published writing, different exciting jobs) or safe (save up some money, spend a quite year with mum having quit smoking and taken up a lot more exercise.) Quitting smoking of course comes either way - smoking is gross. And while the wild card sounds the best I think I’m going to decide as I go what I want, after all both high and low can make a 21, right? Yeah, the card metaphor is deep.
So in my narcissi fashion I have delegated presents I want from my friends based on their certain talents. Scroll for names as you please and if you feel you have been left out let me know of your particular gift and I will be even more excited.
Doccy - A Pep guide to medicine (not all medicine just you know the things I phone you for at 2 am - pregnancy, diabetes, cancer, broken nails.)
Rose - An essay on a ‘Streetcar named Desire’ and why you love it.
L.C - A song, preferably on your double bass.
Erin - A list of all the naughty words you have taught me.
Chico - A full examination - gapping included.
Catty Toe - A sonnet in Chinese
Fox - A photo…of me.
Mary - I want to be a video game heroine.
Alice - A you tube medley that sums up the past 3 years.
Sasha Fierce - Q.O.T.D
Whib - A dramatic piece with all the best college characters (including smokey Grandma).
Dave - A short story.
You’ll miss me and my ludicrous demands… right?! When I cross that border to be submerged in the bath of maple syrup, you know just the usual initiation rights into a new country. I will emerge able to play hockey and will have a better attitude towards the environment but also much less fashionable and prolly with a thicker waist. Erk.
4 comments:
Can I come too?
Seriously, the wv was 'fecre'
eh? wv? fecre? you strange lady. x
sorry end of friendship you're never getting that essay. if you're staying in canada till i write it you'd better get a lifetime's membership of the grouse grind instead of a year's. i could write you an essay about why reading the novels of mervyn peake is like swimming in tar to a place you don't want to be (all credit to you for that thesis) or about why sometimes it's ok to live your life through books (but only in particular circumstances) or i could send you a tape of me pretending i've just written my second autobiography? xxx
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