I don't know what the hell I'm thinking, I just know I need to get the fuck out of here. I mean it, between the sodding farming and Terry's worry and Finnigan's pestering and the heavy as fuck air since they dragged Izzy off and my mother's daily firecalls and Wilma's disapproving comments and Padma's disappointed looks and the restaurant's ruddy ownership mess and Eve and have I mentioned the bloody farming?, it's... fuck, you know. Right, fuck, sod it, I know I sound like a sodding rambling prat and you already knew all that and it doesn't matter anyway.
I'm just... glad you're serious, I reckon. That's what I meant.
No need to explain, mate. I've seen it firsthand and for as long as I ruddy want to. Don't know how you've managed this long and not gone round the sodding bend.
If you're wanting one, yeah. Brian's dad owns this brill club on the east end. I've met him a few times and he seems to be an easygoing bloke. He's a head for busnies, that's for bloody sure.
You mean aside from wondering whether this whole coming back shite was worth the trouble it caused? Yeah, never better.
Adelaide, yeah. The east end's a large magical community there. BalaBala's what I s'pose you can call the mecca. Everyone goes there. You'll see for yourself when you're there. You'l be hard-pressed to find anything like it over here.
Not all of it, no. The majority of it, yeah, it's been one sodding long week. Who'm I kidding? It's been longer than that. Reckoned coming back would've made everything easier but shite. Only made the mess worse. Still feel useless where Terry and Finnigan and Izzy're concerned. Finnigan's still an arse even when he's not trying to be. Padma's hacked off with me over fuck if I know. Better off asking what she's not hacked off at me for. And Cho's, well, she's ... I don't know. She's not making things any easier, that's for bloody cert.
Sounds a mite childish, I know, but there's something to saying it. Can't help but bring a smile to your face, even if you're having a right laugh at it. And anyroad, it's not a name you'll soon forget, yeah?
Blighty's guaranteed to be a mess at the moment, I reckon, no matter where the sod you look. Should've warned you.
And mate. Look, just... tread with caution there, yeah?
That's not it. I mean, yeah, the name's a ruddy joke, but that's not why it's ridiculously unbelievable. It's just that I know that place, because it's... well. It's Celestina's favourite club in Australia. She's there every single time she's touring down under. Photographs come out every once in while, in fact. Seriously. Tina bloody loves BalaBala. Reckon you're the one having the laugh now, but anyway. Yeah.
Tell you what, I'll make it easy for you to avoid her by keeping you informed of her travel schedule if you manage to get me an interview with that bloke. Alright?
There's an ounce of wanting to forget in both of them. But maybe you're right; maybe it ends there, seeing as how I can spell Cho's name.
This mean you're coming back with me tomorrow afternoon or you going to get everything in order first? I'll need to know so you won't startle Isaac into Quando me'n vo' when he comes across you kipping on our couch.
Seeing as how I'm single. Seeing as how you happen to be engaged to an amazing, dead sexy woman and I know you'd rather eat your own eyeball spread on toast than sodding hurt her.
Think I'll need a couple more days. No clue how the hell to break it to Terry.
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Date: 2007-09-28 05:40 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2007-09-28 06:47 pm (UTC)Are you serious? Because teasing's just cruel.
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Date: 2007-09-28 07:19 pm (UTC)If you're thinking long-term, I may know someone whose dad is looking for some extra help with his books.
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Date: 2007-09-28 08:11 pm (UTC)I'm just... glad you're serious, I reckon. That's what I meant.
As in a job?
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Date: 2007-09-28 08:46 pm (UTC)If you're wanting one, yeah. Brian's dad owns this brill club on the east end. I've met him a few times and he seems to be an easygoing bloke. He's a head for busnies, that's for bloody sure.
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Date: 2007-09-28 09:03 pm (UTC)On the east end of Adelaide? What club?
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Date: 2007-09-28 09:29 pm (UTC)Adelaide, yeah. The east end's a large magical community there. BalaBala's what I s'pose you can call the mecca. Everyone goes there. You'll see for yourself when you're there. You'l be hard-pressed to find anything like it over here.
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Date: 2007-09-28 09:37 pm (UTC)BalaBala? Are you ruddy shitting me?
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Date: 2007-09-28 11:05 pm (UTC)Sounds a mite childish, I know, but there's something to saying it. Can't help but bring a smile to your face, even if you're having a right laugh at it. And anyroad, it's not a name you'll soon forget, yeah?
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Date: 2007-09-29 04:03 am (UTC)And mate. Look, just... tread with caution there, yeah?
That's not it. I mean, yeah, the name's a ruddy joke, but that's not why it's ridiculously unbelievable. It's just that I know that place, because it's... well. It's Celestina's favourite club in Australia. She's there every single time she's touring down under. Photographs come out every once in while, in fact. Seriously. Tina bloody loves BalaBala. Reckon you're the one having the laugh now, but anyway. Yeah.
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Date: 2007-09-29 04:23 am (UTC)Easier said than done. That what you're doing with Eve?
Only you'd know that rot, mate. Shite. Now I've reason to stay clear of the place.
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Date: 2007-09-29 04:34 am (UTC)Tell you what, I'll make it easy for you to avoid her by keeping you informed of her travel schedule if you manage to get me an interview with that bloke. Alright?
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Date: 2007-09-29 04:52 am (UTC)You're on.
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Date: 2007-09-29 04:56 am (UTC)Cheers.
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Date: 2007-09-29 05:09 am (UTC)This mean you're coming back with me tomorrow afternoon or you going to get everything in order first? I'll need to know so you won't startle Isaac into Quando me'n vo' when he comes across you kipping on our couch.
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Date: 2007-09-29 05:29 am (UTC)Think I'll need a couple more days. No clue how the hell to break it to Terry.
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Date: 2007-09-29 05:39 am (UTC)no subject
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