After another a hairy scary week with my Father, my Aunty Adrienne flew up from Levin to support us and my oldest friend Ross drove up from Cambridge to entertain me. Today Father was up sitting in a chair so I left Aunty, and Ross and I went to Father Teds just off Queen St to play pool. The extra 6 ball that may have left with us in my bag and the number 6 playing card I found on the Grafton Bridge will always be my reminders of this traumatic yet triumphant experience. I've been ambivalent about technology for a while but I'm not sure if I'd have coped so well without the momentary bond it helped create through group texts and phone calls with so many different people with one thing in common...love and respect for this spectacular man xxx
Pimp My Attitude
You need to know, right now, this is all about me. I'm not educated. I don't have any (non-driving related) qualifications therefore, I'm not about to tell you what you should do - I know my place.
And here you are.
At my place.
So - welcome.
If you're here for 10 seconds, I won't even know so I won't be offended that you left early.
If you're here for hours and keep coming back, I will consider you a friend because the only thing my diverse yet loyal friends have in common, and what I appreciate most about them, is that they just keep coming back..