Friday, November 23, 2007

we can do it!

8 comments:

folgrot said...

is that an umbrella i see before me, the handle toward my hand?
come, let me clutch thee!

Epponnee-Rae said...

eh wot?

Anonymous said...

Yes we can do it!!

fingers crossed, not even quietly confident at the moment, as the last poll from galaxy 48 - 52 was so close (remember 2% margin of error) that things might go down to the wire (as they say). nonetheless, I am listening to midnight oil loudly as I prepare to go out to a party or the pub
I will call you if K-Rudd wins, and post you copies of the newspapers.
xo vta
ps. i voted green like you said

Epponnee-Rae said...

yay for loud music! boo for lack of confidence! i mean, not in itself, but that there is cause for lack of confidence.

do call, but wait til tomorrow, please? i'm going to bed now, like an old lady.

aw, you voted green for me? fanks!

hope you have a fun night. . . the tension is killing me. . .

Epponnee-Rae said...

that was you that rang at 2.30am, wasn't it? grrrrrrrr.

folgrot said...

that was ME that rang at 2.30 am. I thought you said you were having an election party.

people here said i should ring - that you would want to know the good news!

sorry to whoever i woke

the umbrella reference is to Virginia, who hated howard's end and went on about whether the main char had been impregnated by the guy's umbrella, becuase it featured so large in the plot

and you call yourself a lit nerd!

Epponnee-Rae said...

no, no election parties for poor crook epponnee-rae. plus vancouver is a very early city. parties start at 7 and finish at midnight. v. strange.

that was me you woke, didn't you recognise my death rattle? i couldn't hear a word you said. it was all nasty crackling. a horrible line.

where did virg write that? and thought you didn't like her anymore anyway! her postcard has fallen off the wall again in dismay.

where is that bluetack?

folgrot said...

i guess i read it in her biog

couldn't hear you on
the crackly line either - just heard crankiness and didn't for a minute think it was my darling daughter - thort it was a nasty canadian