The meaningless rambling of a sickly obsessed Counting Crows Fan.

Sunday, September 03, 2006

Nelspruit Pt I

So Andy phones Jess in a panic, she's expecting bad news. She doesn't know why, but she has a hunch. Jess tells her not to worry, that she's probably overreacting. Andy promises to tell all after the big day.

Andy was right, bad news indeed. But what's Jess to do when 400km are seperating her from a girl that really needed a hug? She felt really bad. Tied down. Claustrophobic even.

That night when Jess was trying to get hold of Andy and couldn't, she began to worry. The worry stemmed from the knowledge that Andy had been drinking all day and could not possibly have been in the best state of mind.

Finally Andy phoned Jess and eveything was ok. Andy was giggling. Most likely still in shock. She slept off the tequila.

The days dredged on, still no hug. Then, a phonecall came from an unlikely source...

2 Comments:

Blogger Debaser said...

Oy. Don't you know it's rude and irresponsible to ignore an audience for two weeks?

7:18 pm

 
Blogger Jess said...

I have an audience??????!!!!???!?!??!? YAY!!!!

7:49 am

 

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