Back to My Apartment Again...
Dec. 30th, 2007 05:39 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
anonymoose_au5:28pm: My plans for New Year's Eve are really in quite a schmoozle...Originally I was going to stay at my parents' house and watch the fireworks from that side of the Bridge. But there's really not enough room for me what with my Aunts and Uncles staying over. This morning my mother suggested that I stay in my little bro's room and he come and stay here in the apartment.
To this, I say 'no'. It's absolutely hideous in here, and I'd be ashamed if my bro saw it...
Fortunately as I am paying off this apartment, my mother was not angry to hear of the horror that is my apartment. Thank Heavens for small favours, last time this apartment was messy my mother actually threw me out temporarily and I had to move back home.
In other news, here's something for the 12 Days Meme...I can no longer remember if it's 'sent' or 'gave'.
Four Calling Birds
“Well this is new, isn’t it?” Angus’s eyes were admiring.
“You bet,” Roy replied with a wide grin, giving the fuselage a pat. “Christmas present of a lifetime.”
“We can’t all be so lucky…” Angus sighed.
“Ah don’t look so down in the dumps,” Roy commiserated, coming over to give his friend a brotherly slap on the back. “I’ll tell you what, you can come flying with me on her maiden voyage.”
Angus’s eyes brightened considerably. “Have I told you lately you’re the best friend a guy can have?”
“Just remember that the next time I ask you for a loan,” Roy replied with a wink, tossing the end of his yellow scarf over one shoulder. “Let’s get goin’ shall we?”
Angus climbed into the back seat of the recreation Fokker DIII, while Roy started the propeller and leaped into the front seat and the plane slowly began to move across the field.
Soon they were in the air, dipping and turning over the ocean next to the field where the Flying Circus had been set up.
“This is great isn’t it!” Roy shouted over the wind to his friend.
“Hell yeah!”
As Roy circled the plane back towards the field four seagulls appeared and swooped about the plane, squawking loudly.
“Those things aren’t bad luck are they?” Angus asked, pointing.
“Nah…just annoying.”
Unfortunately, for Angus, the four birds did turn out to be bad luck as one by one each flew over his head and he ended up with bird droppings all over his new flying jacket, their calls sounding like laughter as they flew away.
And Roy really was laughing as he brought the plane back in for a landing.
“Hey cheer up, buddy…be glad it wasn’t four albatrosses!”
Did I mention that this 12 Days song has too many damn birds in it? Got no idea what I'm gonna do with the seven swans and six geese.
Well, I don't have much else to say, but I thought I'd put this up for kicks.
Ta ta for now.
To this, I say 'no'. It's absolutely hideous in here, and I'd be ashamed if my bro saw it...
Fortunately as I am paying off this apartment, my mother was not angry to hear of the horror that is my apartment. Thank Heavens for small favours, last time this apartment was messy my mother actually threw me out temporarily and I had to move back home.
In other news, here's something for the 12 Days Meme...I can no longer remember if it's 'sent' or 'gave'.
Four Calling Birds
“Well this is new, isn’t it?” Angus’s eyes were admiring.
“You bet,” Roy replied with a wide grin, giving the fuselage a pat. “Christmas present of a lifetime.”
“We can’t all be so lucky…” Angus sighed.
“Ah don’t look so down in the dumps,” Roy commiserated, coming over to give his friend a brotherly slap on the back. “I’ll tell you what, you can come flying with me on her maiden voyage.”
Angus’s eyes brightened considerably. “Have I told you lately you’re the best friend a guy can have?”
“Just remember that the next time I ask you for a loan,” Roy replied with a wink, tossing the end of his yellow scarf over one shoulder. “Let’s get goin’ shall we?”
Angus climbed into the back seat of the recreation Fokker DIII, while Roy started the propeller and leaped into the front seat and the plane slowly began to move across the field.
Soon they were in the air, dipping and turning over the ocean next to the field where the Flying Circus had been set up.
“This is great isn’t it!” Roy shouted over the wind to his friend.
“Hell yeah!”
As Roy circled the plane back towards the field four seagulls appeared and swooped about the plane, squawking loudly.
“Those things aren’t bad luck are they?” Angus asked, pointing.
“Nah…just annoying.”
Unfortunately, for Angus, the four birds did turn out to be bad luck as one by one each flew over his head and he ended up with bird droppings all over his new flying jacket, their calls sounding like laughter as they flew away.
And Roy really was laughing as he brought the plane back in for a landing.
“Hey cheer up, buddy…be glad it wasn’t four albatrosses!”
Did I mention that this 12 Days song has too many damn birds in it? Got no idea what I'm gonna do with the seven swans and six geese.
Well, I don't have much else to say, but I thought I'd put this up for kicks.
Ta ta for now.
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