A close call

[westerling]

Almost bolted for Vancouver this morning. I figure by the time I got there, t_ktl would be resigned to the fact that I was showing up to ruin her island privacy.

I didn't though. But it was a close one.

Edit: I feel better now. I think maybe I can make it through the week.

Comments

[laughingrat.livejournal.com]

Dude, I'm sorry things are that bad. :( I hope the work/art stuff is at least still holding up OK.

T_Ktl should be resigned by now to the potentiality that anyone one of us American refugees might come screaming to her door in lovely Canada, begging for shelter. *g*

[t-ktl.livejournal.com]

Anytime, any of y'ouns. Y'know, after a while the quiet island life, it gets over-rated.

If I can get my own favorite crazies delivered to my door, I'll never have to go to town. ;-)

[westerling.livejournal.com]

Ruby, don't take your love to town. :)

I don't know how far I might have gotten before I ran out of gas and sense prevailed.

[t-ktl.livejournal.com]

Hey, when would be a good time to telephone you? Or a better time. I can also call the bookstore number if it gives you more privacy. But you might have to e-mail it to me because I'm not sure where I'd find it. Someday, I will have an address book. And then, you will know I'm getting responsible or something.

[westerling.livejournal.com]

I'm here at the store right now, but I don't think I can talk, I need to get a buttload of work done, and I have been a-slackin'. With teh BOMA, no less. Tomorrow around 2 EST might be ok, if I get out of Kate's in time. I would only have an hour at that time, but it might be enough. Calling at home right now is a little problem, especially since we have not got a cordless phone. If all else fails, I will talk to you maybe some night next week at the store, OK? Sorry to be so difficult. It's getting harder and harder to get ahold of me... :(

harder to get in touch...

[(Anonymous)]

yepp, way up there in the hills ya gots ya use the pony express, what fern they ain't payin y'all 'nuff beans ta get one a them thar cellular devices...when all else fails I return to Zen and realize that the mind twists what really is into all kinds of spaghetti...a little walk in the BIG hayfield seems to quiet down all the noise, if'n ya gets the time to head over there thet is...
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harder to get in touch...

[(Anonymous)]