Wednesday, August 11
11:41 am

quest

as most of you who read this may already know, quest (my faculty's fright night, for the uninformed) was quite the bust. "bust" being the operative word here, like as in "busted by the bloody rangers". major reshuffling, with most of the stations being relocated at the eleventh hour to new and decidedly unimproved locations. i say eleventh, but what i really mean is thirty-first, because that was how late it was when we began to move. to misquote the funny new company law lady, "was that a 'pah' i heard? because if you said 'pah', then you're absolutely correct!"

understandably, attitudes at that hour were rather lacklustre (though i believe "half-assed" was the more popular term at the time). at one point, i realised to my horror that i'd neglected to apply repellant, only to realise a second later that the mosquitoes weren't biting with the same joie de vivre to which i was accustomed. i think i spotted one waving its freaky little feelers dismissively and going, "leave them, junior. they're all depressed, and you know how that dulls the blood."

upsetting, yes, but like the good aic that i am, i summoned up all remaining reserves of strength to help the troops. particularly, to save some people the trouble of pointing out in the comment box, the troops that were in the air-conditioned chalet. that aside, tim, i did run sweatily and swearily around quite a bit. lowlights include prowling round an ex-station, torchless and alone, looking for the elusive box of candles and remembering just why it is i'm unafraid of all that otherworldly crap - there are simply way too many worldly things to fear.

and just for the record, i am a leggist. hate for anything with more than four legs and less than two, excepting snakes and including lizards.

no, no, we don't question the hate, we just accept and learn to love it.

Comments.

 bedlamgirl • 11 August 2004 at 14:26

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