Shawn's House Wide Open
Now, as I was speaking of my shopping, let me tender the thought that I had finished my endeavors and started heading home. On my way home I walked past Shawn’s house with the disk in my pocket of my Sonnets hoping that I could get them printed out as we planned but it wasn’t to be. A quick knock on his door and with the barking of his dog in the backyard I knew I had to shut the mutt up and check his room in the garage.
Once there I realized that his back door room door was open so I figured that he would have heard me and in his dazed and sleepy state, he would have opened the door and gone back to bed. This wasn’t to be as I didn’t notice him in his room but noticing his back door open I expected he walked through the house to see if I was at the front door. I didn’t walk into the house but I walked back to the front door and knocking again I realized that no one was home and the whole house was wide open.
Calling Around for Shawn
Arriving back home I called Tatton’s house figuring he would be there but Tatton didn’t know where he was. I tried calling Keith and there he was, still at his house playing the Playstation with Shawn for the new day. Informing him that his house was wide open he told me he knew and he didn’t care but for me to keep it to myself about his houses easy prey.
Shawn informed me that he would bring the printer to my house for the night so I could use it to my heart’s content, that made me more content. The time was around 3:00 p.m. when I finally arrived home and after calling everyone to find out where Shawn had disappeared to I decided to give Lyssa a call.
Delirious on Cordial
The conversation that I had with Lyssa began at around 3:30 p.m. and in my delusional state I managed to maintain my composure. I’m not sure of the conversation kept between Lyssa and I on that Friday afternoon but I do remember getting into the conversation that I hadn’t slept for the whole night and I was hoping to pull an all-nighter. Lyssa was laughing at how I sounded on the phone, estranged and on the verge of crazy from the cordial I had been drinking.
It is widely known that cordial makes me hyperactive when I have a heightened sense of activity within me, the deranged I become with no sleep often turns to pure madness when I drink cordial. Lyssa was having a good old time listening to me babble on about how crazy I was while doing crazy things out of the blue. I kept being a smart aleck to Lyssa, speaking out of line and on most occasions, speaking abruptly and loud as if a father was telling his daughter to put down something. If you could imagine this then you would be in Lyssa’s world of amusement at the time this took place.
Rang to Say Goodbye
After twenty minutes of conversation that’s meaning was diminutive we said our good-bye’s but once again, I was in my crazy mood. Saying ‘Catch’ to Lyssa as I usually only do with my friends Lyssa hates it when I say that to her but I done it for fun and the funny thing was the both of us hung up. In my mood I pondered what to do for a minute and after a minute or two I called Lyssa back up to say a proper goodbye.
“I rang to say goodbye” I blurted and as she acknowledged that and said goodbye we hung up once again. In Lyssa’s startled mode after we said goodbye once again Lyssa must have been wondering what drugs I was on as she called me back in a couple of seconds. Laughing, she asked me “What the heck was that all about” and I tried to tell her my motives in the straightest way possible.
Lyssa and I hung up again and as I had been asking her how to spell names of people we both knew for my Diary’s sake I rang her up one more time. Lyssa was once again curious as to why I had called. My question was “Do you know how to spell séance” and that was basically it as she tried to spell it and then let me go, finally.
Lyssa's Night Out
Before I end this, Lyssa mentioned that she was going out for the night with Penelope for dinner and then the rest of the night she would spend at Penelope’s house to sleep. Lyssa ended up going out with Penelope and two other girls to dinner for the night and then after that they met up with DJ, Kieran, Bielka and a bunch of other’s where they all headed out to Ettamogah Pub. Lyssa was upset because DJ wasn’t treating Kieran up to scratch, the reason, Bielka was there.
On top of that, Bielka was supposedly snobbing both Penelope and Lyssa and they both think it was because of the Kieran and DJ situation. Bielka probably feels like she is losing her best friend to the other side of her friendship and obviously, she doesn’t like it. Despite her losing her best friend they were together on Saturday night having some kind of fun so Bielka is obviously trying to salvage all that she can before DJ leaves her.
Pun Jabba With Ralf
The next call I received in Friday afternoon was at 4:30 p.m. this time it was by Ralf. In my crazed sleepless mood I chatted to him and as I informed him that I was very sleepy he realized that I wouldn’t be coming out for the night. That didn’t phase him that much as he knew I needed my sleep so we just kept chatting about what could happen on Saturday night.
There was some crazy talk once again happening between Ralf and I as he began by saying “This is Pun Jabba Crap” in his Indian voice. Then I began from there as we returned each other’s serve with things like “Good afternoon, this is Pun Jabba Crap speaking, how may I help you”. Ralf said something like “Hello, this is Poo Jabba Crap, with the poo jabba special, would you like some sugar with your sugar cube”.
Diary Of A Mad Chaos is a daily diary written from March 1996 until today, of which individual books and book series have been created, namely “The Lost Years” an exploration of young, entwined love, the “Wubao In China (猎艳奇缘)” book series which provides an extensive comparative analysis of the cultural differences between Eastern and Western societies, and the book titled “Foreigner (华人)” an exploration of race relations in Australia.
