Sunday, September 14, 2008


Tonight I am alone. Pirate has left for the week. (When we woke up this morning I looked at him and realized that the next time we wake up together it will be as husband and wife. Wow.)

Not only that, all my flatmates have gone. I am the last person in the flat.

I am also the last person in the entire 8-storey, 200-occupant building. Everyone else left Friday, or Saturday at the latest, but I got special leave to remain since I had no where else to go before the wedding.

Now, my flatmates were pretty fucking anti-social. I rarely saw or spoke to them. I knew they were there because the kitchen was constantly filthy, but that was the only evidence of their existence.

But somehow without them here the place is eerily quiet. It doesn't help that Pirate has also taken Goebbels (the evil, aryan, Nazi dwarf hamster) as well as Wong-Foo, Studly, Preggers, and Gluon (my Betta, 2 guppies, and their quantum offspring, respectively). The hamster wheel and aquarium bubbler have been my constant night-time noises for 3 years.

And because it's Sunday, there aren't even many drunk people outside screaming. There are fewer ambulances. There are no live bands at the pub downstairs. Even the seagulss have gone. (Thank fuck for that, anyway.) Except for the hum of normal traffic around St. Augustine's Parade, it is completely quiet.

I have never felt so alone in the middle of a huge city.

This is the first time since I arrived I'm locking myself in my bedroom while I sleep.


Ezri said...

Heya, only 4 days to go :) Thought you might enjoy a giggle over this one:|widget|NBC%20Video&__source=nbc|widget|NBC%20Video

I personally think we should just switch out SP with Tina Fey on a permanent basis :-p

Annie said...

But we're all here, honey.

Chaucer's Bitch said...

ez: hehehe. that rocked. ta.

annie: can you make pleasant little bubbling sounds for me until i fall asleep tonight?

helena said...

Do domething crazy to chase the silence away. Put some music on loud - open your door and streak down the corridors!

Geosomin said...

blub blub blub blub...

4 more days :)

ziggi said...

bubble bubble bubble bubble

3 days!!!!

It's not too late to change your mind you know! ;-)

*tee hee*

FirstNations said...

that sound you've been hearing is me tearing up your wedding present AGAIN and starting over AGAIN. bubble noises will commence shortly; never fear. oh, never fear.

Chaucer's Bitch said...

Helena: waaaaay too cold for streaking!

geo: i wish it was tomorrow. then all this stressness would be behind me!

zig: you know what? the only thing about this wedding that I haven't questioned is my choice of groom!

FN: tearing, hmm? so it's made either of paper or fabric. I know! It's a paper mache' pirate ship, complete with felt sea monster!

hendrix said...

The running will warm you up. It would be guarenteed to get rid of all your wedding day nerves (although if the one thing you haven't questioned is the choice of groom then you're going to be just fine!)

Valerie said...

Oh, I know that locking all the doors feeling. I've done it myself when Rob's out of town. We'll try to make more noise out here :-)