Wednesday, January 05, 2005

A day at The Gallows January 5th

Before I begin my tale of woe,
I present to you

Letters to the headitor
Anonymix writes:
u ought to stick to writing fiction.
nice foto tho'.
happy blogging!
Headitor replies:
Anonymix, you might be a nice person
but believe you me
it isn't obvious right now
...In any case henri will be chuffed.

And we continue with the blog entry ...

The Gallows!

(blogger snoozing presently...will fill in details on waking)
Right! The Blogsbody is now awake at 4 in the bloody am because the dude below him either

a) plays on a keyboard at odd hours of the night or
b) listens to monotonous music which has keyboard generated drumbeats

In any case, the cares, the fears of it all, all of it, keep me, the blogsah, from falling back asleep.
Old jungle philosophy- I sleep not therefore I blog.

Now where were we...the Gallows! The hangman's noose around the neck of the bazbody,
the rope tightens,
the law professors, type-a law students whoop around on their horses,
fire their marks and marking pens in the air in sadistic jubilation. But suddenly, Hark!
I see, my vision blurry from the lack of air in my failing flesh, my real property professor bearing,
on the one hand, a vague resemblance to Clinton Beastwood,
and on the other, a gun (perhaps the latest young ryan alberta model) aimed squarely at me.
He's going to do the right thing! My heart flutters in joy. He's going to end this nasty, brutish short injun life of mine! May the good lord save his anglo-saxon soul...but No!
he fires above me (is he blind?)
He snaps the rope with his unerring accuracy.
Types-A stop whooping and start writing memos to each other in silence.
I gasp greedily at breath- I am saved, until tomorrow...[Motherofalleditors: English Translation- wrote an answer to the wrong question and destroyed myself in Legal-I (56%.) Contracts I thought was great but turned out horribly sub-par (71%) and Real Property that I thought was average turned out reasonably well (78%)]
the vultures circle still, my meeting in hell merely postponed.


[Motherofalleditors]: In the next few days, we get our Criminal Law and Tort Law exams back.
It's going to be pretty ugly.Tomorrow (Headitor: or perhaps later frikking today if I feel like it), the blog will feature:
*Pictures of A.H.A and T.A.M, "the chosen two",
*stories of their immaculate (well, perhaps slightly messy) conception,
*their flights of fancy hither and thither.


Closing Remarks
In other news, Eleanor Lloyd, a Producer at Big Cheese Productions informs me that I didn't win the contest for two free tickets to "Human Rights" by Ms. Nothomb at the Southwark Playhouse.
Probably a good thing- London is too cold right now, and I am too broke to buy an airline ticket to jet over there....
[sniff, violins playing, handkerchiefs waving, choking, unchoking]

bye!

H.Bazza

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