What I Did On My Holidays, 2017-2018, Day 13

Day 48. 99,612 words. On holiday this coming week. Don’t expect much in the way of updates or word count changes. I may update them or I may not. Work will be happening on my phone.

On Friday, the 5th of January, we went to the zoo because it’s one of the main things that Wump and Toop can pretty much be guaranteed to enjoy. We lost Grandad for a little while in there but he turned up again near the elephant exhibit having spent about half an hour wandering around like a lost dementia-sufferer and making friends with all the staff.

My dad and I[1] also paid a visit to Laurie, an old friend of the family who is severely poorly with cancer. That was pretty sad but it was good to see he was almost like his old self when he complained about how boring the hospital was and gave my dad a bit of shit. He’s a really lovely bloke. Cancer’s a bastard.

[1] Just to clarify, I’m messing around with terminology here but “Grandad” is my dad, I’m just calling him what Wump and Toop call him. In the same way, Uncle Jim is my brother. Perth isn’t that small a town.

After that, Mrs. Hatboy and Wump and Toop and I headed to my old pal Mick’s place for dinner. I’ve been friends with Mick since we were both about 4 years old and we went to pre-primary together. We parted ways in year 3 but continued to hang out through the console gaming years until he finally headed over to Sydney and I went to Finland. He came back to Perth to work, get married, and start a family, all of which he’s managed to carry off very successfully. It was great to catch up with him again and meet his family.

And holy shit, that mojito ice cream cheesecake was fucking amazing.

About Hatboy

I’m not often driven to introspection or reflection, but the question does come up sometimes. The big question. So big, there’s just no containing it within the puny boundaries of a single set of punctuationary bookends. Who are these mysterious and unsung heroes of obscurity and shadow? What is their origin story? Do they have a prequel trilogy? What are their secret identities? What are their public identities, for that matter? What are their powers? Their abilities? Their haunted pasts and troubled futures? Their modus operandi? Where do they live anyway, and when? What do they do for a living? Do they really have these fantastical adventures, or is it a dazzlingly intellectual and overwrought metaphor? Or is it perhaps a smug and post-modern sort of metaphor? Is it a plain stupid metaphor, hedged around with thick wads of plausible deniability, a soap bubble of illusory plot dependent upon readers who don’t dare question it for fear of looking foolish? A flight of fancy, having dozed off in front of the television during an episode of something suitably spaceship-oriented? Do they have a quest, a handler, a mission statement, a department-level development objective in five stages? I am Hatboy. https://hatboy.blog/2013/12/17/metalude-who-are-creepy-and-hatboy/
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