Post by Starlong on Dec 14, 2010 19:20:07 GMT
To occupy myself on the walk to Cati's party on Friday, I decided to create a journal of my trek and text them to Cati to annoy her. Here is the completed work, with Cati's enthusiastic replies as bonus content!
Friday, December 10th, 9:16 pm
And so begins my epic journey to this fabled party. Before I embark on this mighty trek however, tell me if there are enough people there to call it a proper party. If not, what do I call it?
Friday, December 10th, 9:18 pm
Nine. Does that count? I'd say that's a Shindig either way
Friday, December 10th, 9:25 pm
Far I have traveled thus far, always looking behind me for a grand bus with the right number. None have passed me thus far, making me believe that their very existence is a myth, created to give unfounded hope to those who are lazy... I travel onward? (only nine? Oh well, it'll have to do...)
Friday, December 10th, 9:26 pm
Dude, there are four different buses, maybe they hate you
Friday, December 10th, 9:29 pm
I have finally made it across the treacherous waters that bares the forsaken name of "Clyde". My swimming prowess was put to the test, and I was forced to fight several mutant lobster sharks, but I survived. I then realised there were several bridges I could have used, and I cursed... And oh crap a 45 just drove past!
Friday, December 10th, 9:30 pm
Get a bus to "eglinton toll" from there, should be pretty cheap
Friday, December 10th, 9:35 pm
Onwards I march, after the traitor 45 bus. Despite the icy pavements, it shouldn't take me long to catch it, as long as that C4 I stuck to it as it passed does the trick... Once it's destroyed, I can catch it and board it, and it can take me to-
...wait. Ok, I didn't think that one through...
Friday, December 10th, 9:41 pm
Day 0, hour 0, minute 25 of my epic quest... It feels like I have been walking for 30 whole minutes now... I just got passed by a 57A and a23 in quick secession now, as if they are mocking me in pairs. The 57A stopped briefly at a stop outwith my reach: a further insult which I shall remember when the time of my vengeance is at hand. Does the A part mean I should or shouldn't try to flag those assholes down?
Friday, December 10th, 9:42 pm
You definitely should, they all go by my flat.
Friday, December 10th, 9:49 pm
At long last, I walk down the hallowed path that is Pollockshaws Road... I just got asked by a dude in a car where I got my hat. "The third layer of hell" is likely not what he expected to hear in reply, which is just as well because that's not what I told him. As I approach my destination and final victory, I realise I was never told which flat I should buzz...
Friday, December 10th, 9:51 pm
I stand outside the promised shindig... Let me in already!
Friday, December 10th, 9:16 pm
And so begins my epic journey to this fabled party. Before I embark on this mighty trek however, tell me if there are enough people there to call it a proper party. If not, what do I call it?
Friday, December 10th, 9:18 pm
Nine. Does that count? I'd say that's a Shindig either way
Friday, December 10th, 9:25 pm
Far I have traveled thus far, always looking behind me for a grand bus with the right number. None have passed me thus far, making me believe that their very existence is a myth, created to give unfounded hope to those who are lazy... I travel onward? (only nine? Oh well, it'll have to do...)
Friday, December 10th, 9:26 pm
Dude, there are four different buses, maybe they hate you
Friday, December 10th, 9:29 pm
I have finally made it across the treacherous waters that bares the forsaken name of "Clyde". My swimming prowess was put to the test, and I was forced to fight several mutant lobster sharks, but I survived. I then realised there were several bridges I could have used, and I cursed... And oh crap a 45 just drove past!
Friday, December 10th, 9:30 pm
Get a bus to "eglinton toll" from there, should be pretty cheap
Friday, December 10th, 9:35 pm
Onwards I march, after the traitor 45 bus. Despite the icy pavements, it shouldn't take me long to catch it, as long as that C4 I stuck to it as it passed does the trick... Once it's destroyed, I can catch it and board it, and it can take me to-
...wait. Ok, I didn't think that one through...
Friday, December 10th, 9:41 pm
Day 0, hour 0, minute 25 of my epic quest... It feels like I have been walking for 30 whole minutes now... I just got passed by a 57A and a23 in quick secession now, as if they are mocking me in pairs. The 57A stopped briefly at a stop outwith my reach: a further insult which I shall remember when the time of my vengeance is at hand. Does the A part mean I should or shouldn't try to flag those assholes down?
Friday, December 10th, 9:42 pm
You definitely should, they all go by my flat.
Friday, December 10th, 9:49 pm
At long last, I walk down the hallowed path that is Pollockshaws Road... I just got asked by a dude in a car where I got my hat. "The third layer of hell" is likely not what he expected to hear in reply, which is just as well because that's not what I told him. As I approach my destination and final victory, I realise I was never told which flat I should buzz...
Friday, December 10th, 9:51 pm
I stand outside the promised shindig... Let me in already!