All The Small Things

Mood: Joyful
Listening to: Yawny TV

Down at the Pub on Friday night...

Stace came in and we had a chat about what the day had been like, and just general catch up stuff. Miss L. and Mr. C. arrived, to have dinner with their two boys. All the usual lads were in the bar. It really felt like everyone in town was at the Vic last night!

Stace and I started to play pool, and Shane arrived. He's a lovely guy, and he really is quite attractive. Miss L. and Mr. C. came out, and we were all just playing around the pool table.

Anyway we all played pool with for a while, about an hour and a half I guess, and then I got the call.

"Shit Sass, I don't know what to do!" It was the Boy Boarder...

"Settle down Boy Boarder, whats going on?"

"I've written off my car, my mates all cut up and there's blood everywhere, we've both been drinking and I don't know what to do!"

Shit shit shit. Why do people call on me when bad things happen? Why do they expect that I will know what to do?

Anyway, I talked him through the situation. His car was written off, that's not good. But the most important thing was to look after his mate, calling an ambulance if necessary. He hung up at this point, and called me back about ten minutes later.They'd  limped the car back to his mates place, and cleaned up his mates leg, which had some cuts on it, but they weren't that bad, they were just bleeding a lot. They didn't need an ambulance, but if we could come pick him up that would be good.

I'd been drinking and couldn't drive, but Shane was OK, so we decided to head over and pick up the Boy Boarder. Stace came with us and we took my car. The drive was really funny, Shane is so straighlaced! I couldn't help myself, I had to tease him. We laughed almost the entire way.

When we got to the farm where the Boy Boarder and his mate were, we discovered that indeed, they were both fine, and the car was a complete write off. We took the Boy Boarder with us, and drove home to Sassville.

When we got back, the pub was shut. And it seemed like a really good idea to go play on the swings in the park. So we did. And it was heaps of fun! Then we walked Stace home, and took a walk around the lake, in the moonlight, just chatting the whole way. Boy Boarder peeled off to dispense a pesky visitor to our house, and Shane and I had a sit down by the water, talking.

It was kind of weird actually. I was worried that he was going to try something, to kiss me or something. But he didn't. And then I was slightly offended that he didn't. I'm only a little bit hard to please!! I'm a girl after all!

But I'm glad that he didn't, because the only person I want kissing me or holding me in the moonlight is this lad I have a crush on. Sad, but true. And perhaps even a not-so-remote possibility now!

I really don't know what Shane's caper is. He only left here at three this morning, gave me a hug on the way out - a friendly hug, not a coming on to me hug. He's had a pretty rough time of it, so perhaps he just needs a friend to lean on. He's good company anyway, so I guess it doesn't really matter. I'd just like to know where I stood exactly I guess.

All in all, I am a very happy little Sassy today, and Fridays are fast becoming my favourite day of the week!