Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Hi Mum, it's Sammy clone 42 (Part 9)
If getting engaged is this good, how will being married make me feel?
I know, I shouldn't. It wasn't long ago that no one knew my name. Now nearly everyone does. And it is good to have friends with no celebrity status. They help keep you grounded.
I'm getting recognised all over town now. It's getting so I never know when I'll be asked for an autograph. It can make getting somewhere on time a bit of a problem, I have to pause for autographs and photographs.
It's part of the price of fame. So far, it's great. The occasional freebie. People who love to meet me.
Why is it I keep looking for the sting? There has to be something wrong with this setup. There must be some bad to go with all this good.
I know, you are hoping for a big formal affair with gorgeous flowers and so forth. Well, that's not what we are planning. We've rented one of the clubs in the city for the night. Not so pretty and romantic but there will be dancing and drinking until all hours. Since they don't hire out venues that are both great for parties *and* pretty, we'll hire the party place.
She would be sexy in an old sack but this is much much better. If it wasn't getting too close to work time, I'd rip that right off.
Patience, Sam. Wedding then clothes ripping can commence.
Every time I see Beau, I think about asking him to turn me. What is the life of a vampire like? Would I like it or go screaming to the Science Lab for a cure?
Not something I should worry about tonight.
It's ok, sweetie. I am here for you. Whenever you need me. For whatever you need.
The party went on for hours. Dancing, exchanging hugs with our friends.
He thinks I'm worth hanging out with. Sorry buddy, the feeling isn't mutual. Go home and ebay the signature. I know that's what you want to do.
Oh yeah, now this is the life.