30 March, 2009

On Stanley Street


The Stanley Street Unicyclist

24 March, 2009

Great mates

So my friend Ass and I have decided to find each other a partner. In fact, there's a wager going on as to who will find the other a partner first. It didn't start well when she jokingly tried to construct a personals ad for me, calling me a mathematician.

For the record, the personal I would write for myself would be:
"Low maintenance, non-smoking, eco-friendly girl seeks male version for gigs, card games and adventures on foot."

ANYWAY, I don't know what it is about me or my body language that doesn't quite communicate the fact that I understand when someone is joking and often return the joke, but the return joke isn't accepted as being evidence that I understood the original joke.

So Ass has her mathematician joke.

I return with: "I'm not sure I want in on this any more, I don't think you'll accurately represent me."

A genuine protest: "I'm joking!"

Now, Ass and I have been friends for more than 12 years. In the absence of a need to have a best friend, she would be one of the closest relationships to a best friend I have. You would think by now she would know when I understand a joke and turn it back.

Is it because I played it serious? Is that the cause of confusion? But surely someone who knows me well would know my deadpan mode. Or am I really just not as well known or understood by my friends as I at first thought? Maybe I'm not such an open book.

05 March, 2009

In the mail

An invitation to the Australian Embassy's 'Australia Day in Spring' party in Tokyo for the 2nd April.

Sakura, sakura, sakura!