March 31, 2010

Ashie; I love you too. I don't know if you ever check your tagboard so I thought I'd write it here to make sure you know... because of course I can't text or call or anything. ;)
You're one of the few people keeping me sane lately. Thanks for your affection.

Fae; I miss you. You are remarkable.


A scene that I dreamed up this morning while my mind was still only half awake:

Nick: -runs in, slightly out of breath- MAISON! MAISON!

Maison: -doesn't look up from the sofa in front of the flickering television- WHAT? WHAT?

Nick: -waves arms slightly- I just had the most intense near-death experience! I'm freaking out!

Maison: Okay. -Changes channel-

-Nick stops waving arms and a moment goes by with him just standing there with arms slightly raised and mouth open-

Nick: Dios. Calm down! Don't make such a big deal about it... seriously! I'm perfectly fine, stop panicking.

-Maison doesn't reply-

Nick: -drops arms dramatically. Opens mouth and takes a breath as if to speak with an aimless gesture, then decides against it and brings his hand to his forehead and lets the breath out in a sigh of evident frustration-

Maison: -ignorantly- weren't you going to order pizza after your shower?

Nick: -has now raised his voice in anger- that was before I came very close to never breathing again let alone ordering a freaking PIZZA.

-another moment of silence-

Nick: I FELL! I had my eyes closed because my contacts were in and I was worried they might get washed out and I forgot which side the curtain was on so I leaned that direction and fell right through onto the floor! I swear my head was so close to hitting that toilet... if I had been a half-inch forward I would have knocked my nose right off!

Maison: Well maybe that would be an improvement. You have to admit you've got a massive beak.

Nick: WHAT?!

Maison: So when's that pizza coming? Is Spiderman going to read our minds and then deliver it?

Nick: Okay I've been treading lightly here, but I'll be blunt. Do you not care that I came close to being carried out of the bathroom in a body bag? Is your best friend not valuable enough to stir up some feeling of gladness in you when he survives such a thing?

Maison: -finally turns from the TV to look at Nick- Okay, if you had actually died that would have been very interesting to me. Sad, yes, but at least it would have been interesting enough to get me to get up. Since you almost died, or so you say, nothing in my life has altered except your decibel level. Since nothing has changed, I don't actually see any point in being interested. It would be a waste of energy in fact.

Nick: -gapes-

Maison: Spidey's gonna get fired! -irritating expression- His spidey sense doesn't pick up how retarded you are!

Maison is House... Nick (or Nike) is Wilson.

Posted by RJ Haely at 11:20 AM