okay,
quick journalising, guzzle a bit more coffee, smoke another cigarette or 5, get the house whipped into shape, run a few errands copy some phone #'s & I'm gone gone gone....
called in sick at work this morning, citing "food poisoning", then realized after hanging up that I've never had food poisoning & have only a vague idea what it is. if challenged on it I'll probably become vague & reply, airily, "well, you know how it is, old sport. at six in the morning I thought it was food poisoning, but by nine a.m. or so systems control had upgraded to defcon stomach flu."
stomach flu is good because further questions usually do not follow. everybody knows what happens & prodding for details earns nothing but the frosty eye.
although I don't think I'll have much to worry about, as my sergeant has known me for maybe 10 years & I've been prattling on about the partner for the past six. & knows that I'm going to SLC to meet her this weekend. & it's not too great a leap of logic to connect food poisoning with trip to hook up with cherished beloved.
anyway, tried to call her on the cell last night, left a message but heard nothing back. called her folks & her dad said that she called from somewhere in South Dakota & the conversation was mostly static.
he thinks maybe she dropped it in a puddle.
she's always dropping things in puddles.
she could not only find a puddle in Death Valley, she would invariably drop something in it.
I'm just hoping that she doesn't take it into her head to swoop down this way & surprise me here after work while I'm jetting off in the opposite direction. such things have been known to happen.
anyway--I foresee a jolly couple of days. (she suggested that we drop acid & toilet paper the Temple, but being, as I am now, a sub-species of Law enforcement, we may have to express our affection for one another in a slightly less public way--like dropping acid & toilet-papering a Circle-K. we'll just see, won't we?)
--later, eh?
quick journalising, guzzle a bit more coffee, smoke another cigarette or 5, get the house whipped into shape, run a few errands copy some phone #'s & I'm gone gone gone....
called in sick at work this morning, citing "food poisoning", then realized after hanging up that I've never had food poisoning & have only a vague idea what it is. if challenged on it I'll probably become vague & reply, airily, "well, you know how it is, old sport. at six in the morning I thought it was food poisoning, but by nine a.m. or so systems control had upgraded to defcon stomach flu."
stomach flu is good because further questions usually do not follow. everybody knows what happens & prodding for details earns nothing but the frosty eye.
although I don't think I'll have much to worry about, as my sergeant has known me for maybe 10 years & I've been prattling on about the partner for the past six. & knows that I'm going to SLC to meet her this weekend. & it's not too great a leap of logic to connect food poisoning with trip to hook up with cherished beloved.
anyway, tried to call her on the cell last night, left a message but heard nothing back. called her folks & her dad said that she called from somewhere in South Dakota & the conversation was mostly static.
he thinks maybe she dropped it in a puddle.
she's always dropping things in puddles.
she could not only find a puddle in Death Valley, she would invariably drop something in it.
I'm just hoping that she doesn't take it into her head to swoop down this way & surprise me here after work while I'm jetting off in the opposite direction. such things have been known to happen.
anyway--I foresee a jolly couple of days. (she suggested that we drop acid & toilet paper the Temple, but being, as I am now, a sub-species of Law enforcement, we may have to express our affection for one another in a slightly less public way--like dropping acid & toilet-papering a Circle-K. we'll just see, won't we?)
--later, eh?
anyway, held off, pending word from partner. good thing, too, as she went a different route & is several hundred miles from where I thought she'd be.
no matter. we're going to meet up at a hot springs in Southern Utah & plan from there.
(a place called "Mystic Hot Springs"--maybe a nesting ground of fat german tourists--maybe a desolate, bubbly little place where we can get to know each other all over again--we'll just have to see...surprise me, universe!)