Ive been absent for long but its just because Stell Uni had holidays and the internet cafe (my second home) closed shop for some time. But like chunky cheap jewellery and Mariah Carey, im making a comeback. (Even tho some shiteous movie wasnt the reason for my downfall)
Anyhoo. After spending a few days in solitude , talking to my alternate personalities, Lola, Klaus M, and Dr Daisy, I decided it was time to take a well deserved break at some relatives' place in Cape Town. So Friday afternoon I heard that my cousin has (this year) gotten provincial for both cricket and rugby and he's 13 years old. Seeing that none of the girls in our family are very sporty (and we are ALOT of girls) , I guess its only fair that he be blessed with an overload.
Also heard that they had gotten a puppy!! Named Jonty. *sigh* Again, this sports-crazy family is a far cry from my loonybin tribe back in the good old E.P.
So I spent the better part of the weekend mothering the little runt, because as Tate can tell you (because I was frittering about the thing in texts to him) Im mad about it. I mean...look at this:
I rest my case.
I'll blog more often now. Hope youre all good! And I missed reading about all your adventures and philosophies :)
