So, for a while there I was all full of enthusiasm and excitement for my ‘new life’ as a single woman sans motherhood…then I went and injected myself with this killer virus and well, I’m getting rather mopey. I had so many dreams and aspirations! I want to be the girl who went from webcam show stripper to Vegas showgirl! Now…it’s all down the drain.
My husband died oh-so-tragically…but I’m not supposed to talk about that. I pinky promised Bob I’d “move on” and keep on trucking for my little man, Micah. I dumped Micah off on some relatives of DL I met once at a BBQ nine years ago. I ended up getting really drunk and wound up…nevermind. It’s a long story. So anyway, Micah is doing all fine and dandy with his cousins and…aunt/great grandma twice removed/whatever the heck she is. Though the obsession he’s developing over his cousin is starting to freak me out.
In good news, I’m enjoying my new job! I work for…this Company. Let’s just say I do a little bit of human resources meets bounty hunter woman on steroids. I have a partner and everything! Actually he’s not so much a partner as I basically have to babysit him. Half the time he just sits himself down, looks off into the distance and questions human existence. Then I have to slap him in the back of the head and get him to snap back to reality.
Then the other day, I find out I’ll be working with my good friend/fellow AA member, Nathan Petrelli. It was as if we had never stopped…talking. As if he didn’t hang up on me countless times and not return my messages. We even coordinated our shirt collars (see photo) after we…talked. Isn’t that cute? I think he should be my partner honestly because I’m sure his parter, Matt Parkman would much rather roll around on the floor with mine.
So, Nate (he lets me call him Nate, see how close we are?) was prying info from Bob and Matt’s daddy got in my head and planted images of my dead husband in there. Which honestly if you are trying to pick up hot guys is a real bummer. Anyway, I went after Bob with the virus and in my quick thinking, stabbed myself to save Nate’s ruggedly handsome face. I could not stab at that jaw, it is too perfect, to injure it in anyway would be a crime against humanity. He did lovingly stroke my face in appreciation. It’s nice to not be called a murderous witch when I break down doors and instead be told I’m strong. I was told other things later but let’s keep those behind closed doors, shall we? I already have some crazy chick named Heidi leaving me threatening messages.
Well, I have to go for now. I promised Nate we’d have a ‘meeting’ to discuss things a little further. I have to find that cheerleader girl from Kirby Plaza in order to live. I don’t even think that girl knows her own name…lucky me. *sigh*
I’ll write again soon, as long as I’m not dead.
So… Niki, Maybe after AA tonight, I can slip you a little something extra before they hook you up to another I.V. We can discuss our clothing optional for tomorrow…
ooopsss. I meant clothing *options. ;o)
What’re you looking for a cheerleader for? I’d volunteer to meet you and teach you some moves, but Daddy is soooo uptight right now, you wouldn’t believe it.
I wish I were you right now…. well, not really. I just want to “talk” with Nathan the way you do….
Niki,
I have not left you messages and I am perfectly sane.
I think it was Mama Petrelli who was calling you.
Um, has Nate ever told you about that ‘thing’ he gets? He gets an outbreak and a rash down there every so often.
Just go to the doctor and get checked out.
Also, did he show you the letter he is supposed to show
‘potential partners’? The doctor
says he has to. Just so they know
about his um,well I am sure you know by now.
*ciao*
Heidi
Ooooh, Heidi fight dirty! Were you a cheerleader in high school?
Claire-
We cheerleaders(past and present) need to stick together.
=)
Oh gee Heidi, thanks for sharing…he obviously contracted it from you.
😉
uh no,
I think he got it from one of your personalities.
😉
Niki, and all others:
I do not have a rash. No need to worry…As a guy who constantly has women all over him, I know the importance of safety. You’ll have to excuse Heidi…
Clearly the divorce has made her bitter, and can you blame her…I mean she lost me…I tried to stick around for the kids, but she didn’t believe me when I told her I could fly. How lame is that?
Nathan, no one believed me when I told them what I can do with cards either.