Getting a call at 5am can be very
frightening.
Anna's mobile rang this morning, waking us up an
hour and a half before the
alarm was supposed to go off.
'
Who the hell could that be?'
Anna
diverted it to her
message service, and, when a message
notification arrived, listened to it. She tells me she heard her mum talking to somebody,
'
Well, where does her boyfriend live?'
(Oh my god somebody's after me - wait, don't be an idiot who'd be after you?)
She tries to call her house, and as she does, my
mobile rings.
Private number. I
reject the call, so that Anna can try to get through.
Heart is
beating like crazy.
(What the hell could be wrong, did somebody die?)
Anna finally gets through to her
mother. I listen to her side of the
conversation, waiting to here what's happened.
'
Yeh, I'm at Ben's. Out the front. Buckmaster Drive. OK, I'll check.'
She hangs up.
'The
police are at my house, they've apparently found my car in the middle of an
intersection. I'm going up the front to see if the car is there.'
Oh,
fuck. We don't need this. Kind of
relieved though, that it wasn't something worse. We walk up the front, sure enough, the car isn't there. We go back inside, Anna calls the
Mooroolbark police, who apparently found the car. They don't know much (in fact, less than nothing, they told us it had been in an
accident, which it hadn't). Call the
Doncaster police, they don't know much. Wait for them to call back.
We're not going to get any more sleep, are we. *
yawn*
Finally get onto somebody at the
police station.
'
Shit, we have to move it out of the intersection before they send somebody to tow it.'
I wake up Dad, and he drives us down there, so we can push it off the road. Luckily it's a small, and
subsequently light car. Open the bonnet, seems they've connected
jumper cables from the
battery to the
coil. (Whatever that is, I don't know cars. Is that how you
jump start the thing?)
We
lock the car. Figured it would be a good idea.
Finally, get dropped off at the station. Her parents are going to deal with it from here.
So, there we go. Fun morning. I really need sleep.
Funnily enough, while
Anna was at the car with her dad, somebody who lives down the
street stopped and told them his car had also been
stolen last night, and had been
wrapped around a pole. I imagine Anna's car
conked out on whoever stole it, either because the
coil died (she found out that's why it wouldn't start), or they ran out of
petrol (the
gauge doesn't work), and they proceeded to steal this guy's car.
Assholes.
Anyway, other than that excitement, I had a good weekend. Didn't have
band practise on
Saturday, it wasn't organised properly, so
Jay and I went to see '
Rock Star'. Didn't suck. We had a
barbeque at our house that night, to celebrate my sister finishing her
VCE, which was cool. Anna couldn't come, unfortunately, because she was
working.
Anna came over yesterday, however, with a stack of
videos, so we got to sit around in my room all afternoon, watching
Lethal Weapon movies. Which is exactly how I like to spend my
Sundays.
We had a good talk last night, too, about various subjects... mostly the
fears we have about our
relationship, and how
paranoid we can both be... also some great
reminiscing of when we were in our '
flirting' stage, at the end of last year. I'm so in love.
And now, a couple of hours left of work, and I get to see her again, to watch
Boston Public at her place, and sleep on the floor of her
computer room. (Her parents won't let us share a bed, heh)
Bah, Boston Public wasn't on, some Michael Jackson concert was. We watched Lethal Weapon 3. Not that you're interested.
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