Two months, 1 week down, 2 day to go. Dave had done it. He had survived. Anyone who had betted against him had lost out, against all the odds.
Jean would be home Tuesday.
The weeks and months that had felt like years and decades faded away into a foggy Thesis filled dream, with the occasional sprinkling of chocolate drops. Dave liked chocolate drops.
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Ruth was getting excited. She would give birth any day now! Whoohoo!
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“Hi Samuel,”
“Hey Monkey! How are you? Are you eating OK…?”
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“Hi Bian,”
“Hey Monkey! How are you? Are you eating OK…?”
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“Hi Xiong,”
“Hey Monkey! How are you? Are you eating OK…?”
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Good old Jumbo Chinese restaurant. Great food with even better company, what more could Dave ask for? He stuffed his face in a somewhat hamster type manner to keep him going for the coming weeks. Huge thanks to Xiong and Re.
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“Hey Monkey! Yao bu yao chi fan le?”
“Yao! Xie xie, Re!”
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Tai Pan Chinese restaurant. Great food with even better company, AGAIN! Dave must have done something right in a past life. He refilled his face back to bursting point to keep him going for the coming weeks. Another huge thanks to Xiong and Re.
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“Hi Xiong,”
“Hey Monkey! How are you? Are you eating OK…?”
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Xiong is a great cook. Thanks again.
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…“Scrubs without JD?” asked Mac, “That’s going to suck…”
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…Dave lay there with his blood slowly trickling away. Boy he hated needles, but to save a life it was a small price to pay.
The nurse started fidgeting with it.
`Ow,’ thought Dave.
The needle had dislodged slightly and the nurse had apparently decided to just nudge it back in. Eventually she gave up and settled for a half pint.
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… “Do you still give blood?” asked Mac.
“Yup, gave blood just last week.”
“The next time your there, do me a favour, sign up to give bone marrow.”
“Doesn’t that hurt?”
“It’s pretty much the same as giving blood, it just takes longer”
`Hmm…,’ thought Dave, `.. is that true or is Mac just finally trying to get me back for all those times I almost killed him during chemistry experiments…’
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… Baldy’s Blog : http://baldyblog.freshblogs.co.uk
Turns out Mac had been 100% right. Not often that happened.
Not only was bone marrow donation free of pain, it saved lives and could get you a day off work. He was also right about Adrian being a fantastic guy.
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Late for work, Dave hurriedly completed the bone marrow list registration form.
`Wow that’s a lot of ways to ask me if I’m healthy…’
Now all they required was a small blood sample and Dave wouldn’t hear from them again unless required to save a life.
`Come on, just stick it in me, be quick, get it over with’
Dave suddenly had an insight into how Jean felt…
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…“Smallville without Lex?” asked Mac, “That’s going to suck…”
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Ste was nervous. Really nervous.
The next few moments could completely change his entire future. If everything didn’t go absolutely perfect he would regret it for many, many years to come.
Thankfully it all worked out perfectly. Exactly as he had planned it!
Liverpool scored and won the match!!!
“Oh, by the way, Cheryl, wanna get married?”
“Yeah OK,”
“Cool.”
Congratulations to the happy couple.
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Hadleigh was sweating. This was it. The big day.
`Gosh darn it,’ he thought to himself, `Dave was right, I should have put some Weird Al songs on the music CD.’
Luckily the event still went perfectly and Hadleigh Wilks became one half of Mr and Mrs Drake.
Congratulations to the happy couple.
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Thousands upon thousands of people walking up and down on a field in the rain. The V-festival rather quickly became a vast field of mud.
Thousands upon thousands of people walked around carefully, seeing slimy dirt and an accident waiting to happen.
Alan was different. Alan was special.
Alan, and about 10 of the other people there, saw a giant mosh pit, filled with all the joys a mud wrestle can bring.
You can take the man out of the Krazy House, but you can’t take the Krazy House out of the man.
Thousands upon thousands of people just stood there and stared.
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Home made pizza, delights from Turkey (not to be confused with Turkish delights), Japanese film about ping pong (called `Ping Pong’) and a south Korean film about a monster squid/fish/thing (`The Host’). What more could anyone ask for?
Ping Pong was a quality film. About two kids called `Peco’ and `Smile’ (because he never does). Peco, best little ping pong star around, looks out for Smile when other kids try to pick on him, and Smile comes to idolise him.
Growing up, Peco’s gift at ping pong makes him cocky and lazy, whilst Smile’s kind nature and semi-worship of Peco holds him back from playing at his true potential for fear of outshining Peco. Funny and thought provoking, a quality film.
“I don’t want to play him!!! I don’t stand a chance! He’s Chinese!!!”
“Not ALL Chinese are good at Ping Pong!”
“Really?”
“Yes, just like some black people can’t dance. And some Germans don’t like beer.”
“Yeah. OK! I can do this!!”
21-0 to China.
The Host had everything you could ask for from a monster flick. Funny family, heart filled moments, evil Americans and a monster that you actually get to see from start to finish created by said evil Americans pouring toxic chemicals down the drain, just for kicks and giggles.
The film centres around a somewhat crazy family. Granddad runs a small food stand with `help’ from lazy son and cute little granddaughter. Not surprisingly the son is a terrible father, giving his girl a beer and sending her drunken uncle to parents nights. But his heart is generally in the right place. They sit off and watch her Aunt in an archery contest on TV.
Enter Squiddy. In broad day light. In clear view. Finally a film that u actually get to see the monster.
Squiddy goes berserk, smashes things up, eats some people, the usual. It catches the little girl and flees. Granddad, Lazy Dad, Drunken Uncle and Archer Aunt are heartbroken. Their tears are paused only to hurl abuse at each other. To add salt to their wounds, evil Americans have decided they must all be quarantined and tested on.
And then, in the dead of night, a ray of hope. A phone call from the little girl. She’s still alive! Well come on, they wouldn’t really kill off a cute innocent little girl… would they? Only problem is, no one will believe the phone call happened. They think Lazy Dad has just gone crazy. And so the family must put aside their differences, break out of quarantine (much easier than u may think) and find the girl themselves.
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“I like that,” said Oyku. It was a 3 dimensional `picture’ of a jacket on Freddie’s wall.
“Yeah,” said Nathan, “I’m wondering if it was suppose to be art, or Freddie just didn’t clean his clothes for a very long time… I think Freddie’s mum is an artist, maybe she made it.”
“I think both Freddie’s parents are arty,” said Dave, “Freddie turned to Mathematics to rebel.”
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`Any day now,’ thought Ruth, `..any day now…’
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A big thank you to everyone who took part in the “Keep Dave Sane” project while Jean was away. Although the overall result was a failure and Dave has officially been declared nuttier than a bag of peanuts, it still turned out a lot better than any of us could have hoped.
Now go see Baldy’s blog and stick your name on that bone marrow list. http://baldyblog.freshblogs.co.uk .
Thanks guys.
