Vauge happenings.
Hello Cazz,
I’m assuming you’re really my only follower. And for your sake, I am going to ressurect the Tumblr.
Hello World of Tumblarity. I was going for anonymous on this. Leaving somewhat cryptic posts, etc, but I don’t think I shall continue with that.
Today I found that I could not locate my wallet. Thus, I’d lost it. Did it get stolen on the ward? But That means somebody would have gone into my cupboard, into my bag and taken my whole wallet, and left everything else of value? That does not make sense.
I called Pappa G (haha, I have never called dad this, but I like it) and had to wait until 5 for him to finish work. It was not in his car. I then called the resteraunt I went to dinner at last night, and it was there!!! Yea-ah. Even intact with my $20. I went and picked it up, and got slightly lost looking on the wrong side of the road. Idiot.
I was also very awkward with the guy behind the bar who had my wallet. Head in hand, think before you say things. I just turned and left. It’s really best this way.
Esme: Hi, I left my wallet here yesterday?
Guy: Oh yeah. -Goes to get wallet- So it’s a Florelli (brand, I didn’t know what it was when he asked, he asked if it was Vera Wang. It is not Vera Wang)
Esme: Yeah, (speaking fast and probably mumbling) But it’s not Vera Wang
Guy: -Looks confused- Yeah but it’s …
Esme: -looks awkward- Yes. Thanks heaps. -Bails-.
But this is has happened in a series of vauge things I have done recently. I almost left my phone in the cinema, I forgot I put a super important piece of paper in my wallet, and had to call up to replace booking numbers etc, and made other plans when I knew mum was coming tomorrow.
I can’t believe I have had so many complete mind blanks recently.
More blogging to come, I’m sure.
I love your page, dear Cazz.
