Catastrophic..
What is that? Is it the name of some girl, or the description of the latest Hollywood 'blockbuster'? (Oh yes he did!)
No no.
It's what happens when the project you've been working on for nearly a year vanishes without a trace after visiting a coffee shop for 5 minutes.
It's the feeling you get when you've written some of your soul into a small book, with sketched details and with enough ink to fill a kraken.
Gone.
I got home that night, tossed (lovingly) my backpack onto my bedside table, and was out like a light. I'd easily worked more than 12 hours solid that day..
The next morning, upon waking for work, I ran out the door, and while sitting at breakfast I opened my pack to jot down a thought, and realised suddenly that a couple of my belongings weren't inside.
After three days of panic, I gave it up for lost. (No, not the tv show this time..)
You do it after you've been angry, sad, and curious in the aftermath of something awful happening.
So, one particular night, I took my washing down to the laundry with a downcast expression, and wondered if I'd ever hear from whoever found the emergency contact details in the front cover before they delved inside and learnt my mind.
As I took a 25c piece from my pocket & pulled my hoodie out of the bundle to toss it into the washer however, I heard a distinct plastic clatter on the laminated tiled floor.
I looked down, and there were my graphic pens.
Sticking out of the bundle was my book.
Relief and elation like Frauline Maria had when she came back to work for Mr. Von Trapp flooded over me, and the woman nearby sorting her items must have thought I was extremely enthused with washing clothes based on me repeating "Oh thank god.."..
So ladies and gents, there you have it.
This is why we don't put our precious belongings in a place above our dirty washing. Because things sometimes fall out of open backpack pockets, and into said washing pile, not to get too specific.. If you do happen to lose something though, give it 24 hours before you call Scotland Yard, because sometimes things turn up themselves.
More news as it comes! Hope all is well peeps.
Jimzip :D
Wednesday, June 6, 2007
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For 3 days it sat there in your dirty laundry and you didn't look... let alone the fact you had dirty laundry for 3 whole days!
You unsanitary man! UNCLEAN, UNCLEAN!!!!
In a sentance: Well, at least you found it.
Well I'm glad it all worked out for the best. I, of course, knew it was there all along - that's why I mentioned the torn jeans in my previous message... trying to get you thinking about clothes and doing laundry. Glad to see my ploy worked. :)
Going to see Anberlin tomorrow night. I'm so excited I could speak French. C'est vrai!
Ed: Yes. I know, I should do a load of washing every single day.. and waste 8 hours of my precious time a week. 8 hours!! Oiveigh!
But thanks!
Luke: You're going to see Anberlin!!! That's awesome!! Alex is going as well, I think that's next Tuesday though. Did you manage to get their new album? When they were here they did a lot of their new songs.. Good stuff, you'll have a great time!
Jimzip :D
Old news but let me say J,
I forgot to mention that i'm loving the shaved face. I too dabled in beard growing for last few weeks,strange experience really,it started taking over, ..told me to do things ..make things, oh it's time for my shrink appointment best be off. Good work on the booking, can't wait for Vancouver!
Anberlin was awesome! Alex must be going to the second show - think it's on monday. Or is he seeing them in Sydney maybe? Yeah, they played a lot of the new songs, which suited me fine as that was the first of their cds i bought! :)
Hey James
i have a good idea.
How about you scan some of the pages that was in your notebook so we can see the extreme loss you nearly had(and maybe laugh at you for losing something as precious as that.)
ciao brother,
-sav
In all seriousness, you had me laughing for at least 5 minutes, would love to have seen the lady sorting her items give you judging eyes, the type i'm getting here from my manic laughter.
Glad you can now spend the remainder of your nights sleeping, and not deciding which of the random faces at the coffee shop will be hunted and interogated, in regards to said note pad loss. :)
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