Thursday, May 31, 2007

Confession

Today, whilst driving the highway, Rian found Self damp eyed remembering a book passage I had slid through the night before.

I dislike waiting for medical results. It seems the time in between knowing and not knowing sends Rian constantly between sniffles and Too Much To Drink.

This makes Rian feel weak. There is nothing Rian dislikes more than feeling weak.

Except perhaps aeroplanes.

8 Comments:

Blogger biped said...

*performs an imaginary tap dance for distraction*

yeah, I know, not very helpful

4:30 PM  
Blogger Emma said...

I'm sure everything is going to be OK. *hug*

4:43 PM  
Blogger La Tulipe said...

Perhaps if Unbearably Beautiful tap danced in a gown sewn of TimTams...

7:46 PM  
Blogger Ata said...

Oh, now, I want to see that too. Perhaps a command performance is in order.

4:37 AM  
Blogger keppet said...

Why must Rian and Ata have MRIs?

8:26 PM  
Blogger La Tulipe said...

Rian's is looking for cancer.

What is Ata's doing? Was it...was it spinal?

says Rian, trying to remember.

9:26 PM  
Blogger Ata said...

No - Ata's MRIs were screening for & tracking the progress of soft tissue damage caused by internal abcess.

1:56 AM  
Blogger Ata said...

...which is possibly a more honest answer than you really wanted.

1:57 AM  

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