Olive Jonesy, so...

Phone interview with immigration
official – finished!

She said she would make a decision
by next week. The extended tourist
visa I asked, No, the spousal visa
she said.

OMFG! I was jumping up and down.

I had to call Jonesy early her
time because I was ecstatic and
couldn’t help myself because..

Olives Jonesy!!

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I have a phone interview
with our immigration case
officer!

OMFG! I’m going to be interviewed
by someone who holds almost every
detail of my life history [on record]
in their hand.

_{Runs in circles freaking out slightly
but Olives Jonesy so it ain’t that bad.}

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I missed her – I was
having a bad hair day
and I slept like crap
and the dog puked on
the otherwise immaculate
linoleum at 0245 which
is a bummer enough.

I pulled my left hamstring
but ran anyway and my
coffee wasn’t hot enough
and my stomach hurt all day.

But after I talked to her
I felt 256% better and I’ve
been smiling ever since
because..

Olive Jonesy!!

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I remember meeting her
on 43T – I liked her
right away – she’s witty
and funny and very sweet.
She has the best laugh
and is good at Scrabble.
Her hair is dark and it’s
shiny and I like running
my fingers through it which
makes her purr. Her skin
is pale and she has a big
smile which lights up the day
and her voice is perfectly
modulated and she speaks
clear, precise English
which is kinda Australian
and kinda British and all cute.

Olive Jonesy!!

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so I’ll surprise her
with this when she gets
back..

Olive Jonesy!!

<^))){

but then Jonesy
called and I’m going
to go see her in early
July – yay!!

..and I picked myself
up and ran 5 miles and
ended up in the sound
(brrrrrrrr..!!) and
I stacked roundish
diorite – pretty with
mica flakes and iron
pyrite and wished she
could see them.

Olives Jonesy!!

_{And I really miss her}

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Daughters 2 through 4
are ours.

All beautiful: dark-haired
princesses.

But daughter 4 is my favourite.

She can tell the difference
between sedimentary, metamorphic
and igneous rocks when she’s 5
years old.

Lil’ miss Iota-Miette has her
dad’s laser sharp brown eyes
shot through with green cracks.

I gather her unruly long dark
hair in a scünci and bend to
double-knot her futbol cleats.

“Do you see that?” I say pointing
my scarred and twice broken left
index finger at the far goal.

She nods once never taking her
gaze away from the distant white
frame benetted from behind.

“Go get it,” I whisper. And she
flies like wind over the grass
and her gathered hair tries like
hell to keep up with her.

_{Olive Jonesy!!}

<;))){

I gotta girl with a mind like a diamond
I gotta girl who knows what’s best
I gotta girl with shoes that cut
And eyes that burn like cigarettes

Well..

I gotta girl with the right allocation
Who’s fast, and thorough, and sharp as a tack
She’s playing with her jewelry, she’s putting up her hair
She’s touring the facility and picking up slack
I gotta girl with a short skirt and a long jacket

I gotta girl who gets up early
I gotta girl who stays up late
I gotta girl with uninterrupted prosperity
Who uses a machete to cut through red tape

I gotta girl with a short skirt and a long
jacket

And she’s mine

Olive Jonesy!!

_{Thanks to Cake – hope they don’t sue me}

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Light kisses to your eyelids

Chris Botti is destroying the
horn on the iPod and all the
girls are falling in love..

somewhere.

But you and I are
always falling for
us.

Olives you!

_{Olives Jonesy!!}

<^))){

Today you will find once
again that some crazy Pisces
loves you from far away.

This amuses you.

Even though he’s an idiot-savant
you love him too because he
makes you laugh so hard you
are afraid you’ll pee your pants.

Olive Jonesy!!

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