TOTAL LOGISTIC CONTROL.

[jacktellslies]

After all that, I'm bedridden. I never made it to my mum's dinner.

My sincerest apologies to the kids in Pittsburgh for disappearing unannounced, particularly those of you I'd wanted to see at the Shadyhouse party. I was ill, and Greyhound is bad, and I really had intended to see my family today.

I drove to Pittsburgh with Robin who is brave and wise. Her mixes are perfection.

My friends all called me genderfreak. I've promised to make it a tee shirt. Ben resigned, and I became the alpha-male. A single photograph was taken of Lou, our own paparazzi, and the world momentarily blinked out of existence.

Alex and Meredith got married, and while, in photographs, it may look something like an ordinary wedding, it really wasn't. They left room in it for other things. It was, and they were, beautiful. And the food was amazing.

Happy mother's day.

Comments

[dandyhighwoman.livejournal.com]

It was sad that you had to leave, and sad that you are sick now. You have my well wishes, and I am determined to see that eventually you make up for your absence. Get better, sir, or we shall break out the leeches.

[earlofgrey.livejournal.com]

Thank you ever so much.

I would enjoy that greatly.

I am filled with appropriate amounts of glee and apprehension.

[lelapin.livejournal.com]

please feel better instantly.

ps: i made a tea-related icon, finally.

[earlofgrey.livejournal.com]

Thank you. I think I may be quite a bit better today.

Oh huzzah!

[robinelaine.livejournal.com]

I saw another Total Logistic Control truck on the drive home today. It was stuck in traffic caused by people staring at a hazmat team. So I think "total" is an exaggeration.

[earlofgrey.livejournal.com]

Ha!