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Drama queen
Sep. 17th, 2004 02:42 pmThe boys are clearly jealous of my calm demeanour and lack of grey hair, and are setting about to fix them. And the better they know me the better they are at getting me to bite.
Last night for instance- Husbear#1 is in the Casino, bored, while Husbear#2 entertains a guest in the hotel room. I get a string of increasingly agitated messages- as I try to calm things down, get him to talk to Husbear#2 rather than giving him the usual silent treatment. And then nothing, no messages.
So this morning Husbear#1 phones me- "Well I ended up getting another hotel room. I stormed back into the hotel, kicked the guy out, and we had a row" So where's Husbear#2 now then? "Oh I dont know, could be anywhere."
Christchurch, I'm thinking, is only one small loan and a 45 minute flight away. A thought which is only interrupted by the unmistakable sound of Husbear#2 laughing in the background.
Bastards!! winding me up... The true story (that Rick had gone back to the hotel room, Mo had asked his guest to leave, and they'd spent the rest of the night talking and cuddling) was such a relief, and much nicer because of it.
I've got some new grey hairs though.
Last night for instance- Husbear#1 is in the Casino, bored, while Husbear#2 entertains a guest in the hotel room. I get a string of increasingly agitated messages- as I try to calm things down, get him to talk to Husbear#2 rather than giving him the usual silent treatment. And then nothing, no messages.
So this morning Husbear#1 phones me- "Well I ended up getting another hotel room. I stormed back into the hotel, kicked the guy out, and we had a row" So where's Husbear#2 now then? "Oh I dont know, could be anywhere."
Christchurch, I'm thinking, is only one small loan and a 45 minute flight away. A thought which is only interrupted by the unmistakable sound of Husbear#2 laughing in the background.
Bastards!! winding me up... The true story (that Rick had gone back to the hotel room, Mo had asked his guest to leave, and they'd spent the rest of the night talking and cuddling) was such a relief, and much nicer because of it.
I've got some new grey hairs though.
