Being messenger
On the weekend I had some sad news which I then had to impart onto some of our friends. Ah, the blessed joys of being messenger. I think we all gave the same response of 'oh my god'. The news was that two of our friends have broken up after 5 something years together. It is very sad and makes me want to just curl up in a chair watching season 4 of Buffy (the ones where Willow and Tara get together) with a cat in my lap. Or that could be my head cold talking. They are very far away at the moment, which makes it all the more difficult to digest. But if you are reading, guys, then know you are in my heart and thoughts, and I miss you both.
Now, where's my chocolate?
posted by Esther @ 1:11:00 pm
3 comments
3 Comments:
*hugs*
also, think of that fabulous car we saw yesterday.
and chips with vinegar.
and lindt.
and whisky.
oh esther
i am so sorry you had to be the messenger
hey, i can't just keep dropping by to find you haven't updated. get to WORK! (by work, i mean updating blog, rather than looking after self or cat, going to place of paid employ, writing brilliant fiction etc)
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