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Saturday, December 09, 2006

Moe came round last night. He seems to have chilled out a lot recently. He seemed pretty okay with being here. Like he wasn't in a rush. I told the kid and Celene that they had to hide in the cupboard while I spoke to him through the door. They refused to do this.

They've been ganging up recently. It's nothing sinister, but I'm watching it in case it grows out of hand. They already agree wth each other on lots of things, which isn't so bad in itself. I just don't want them to start accusing me of stuff and then the other takes the first's side just because they've got this team thing going.

I said that they couldn't watch me and that they'd at least have to go to the back room. They wanted to go to the kitchen, but I said that they couldn't and then I stared at them. I've been feeling a lot more assertive since I've started cleaning up my pad.

They said I should just go outside to meet him, if I didn't want them involved. About that... Shark. Outer space. Complaints.

Moe was totally cool though. You could tell he was still grinning. He kept saying that stuff was cool. I asked him how the music-making was going. Cool. He said he would bring me a "Demo Cd". Yeah. About that... What if it sucks? I just froze when he said that. I didn't know what to say. You know on the phone when the one person doesn't say something for some time and then you say, "Hello?" In case they just rang off when you were talking because they didn't care about you or what you were saying. He did one of those.

Also. I've been watching a lot of TV recently with my family. I told you how I've been feeling assertive. Well. I think I'm going to try write a sitcom. I've written that Medieval European King story. I also have this other one lying around that I haven't posted yet. It's about a band that just set up on stage all evening when you go to their shows. Then this one cleaner at the venue joins the band, because he thinks that they're the next step in the evolution of music. You don't get to find out if they are or not. Anyway, I think I've got what it takes to write a sitcom.

My first sitcom would be about this family that have recently gotten back together after the father gets home from a mission to the moon. Except, the father is different. The moon changed him. He's really smart and always makes these really good jokes. I put the jokes in to make it funny. But I'm not going to dumb it down.

The father will be the main character. The moon changes him. He comes back and the family find him a bit weird at first. In the series they come to understand how he actually sees life from so many more angles than them and that's why he acts so wacky. They learn to love him again. Also, it's set in the future.

Sunday, December 10, 2006

The other day I told you guys that I thought that my blogs should be archived for future generations to learn from. Well, I'm doing that. I've started a new blog on my own domain. I've already copied and pasted all my Myspace blogs from October. I'll do the rest some other time. I'm doing this because of how much I care about people.

Celene is really weird recently. So is the kid, but I can forgive him because he's my boy. Celene. What a mystery. She declared that she was through cleaning up. She actually threw down the stuff she was carrying at this point. She said that she is to old to be running around cleaning up after me. She's like 60 or something.

My assertiveness disappeared for a few seconds while I just stood there. I don't mean that I gave up. Far from it. It's just that you could quite easily see that she was reaching out for help. It's as if deep down in her mind she was craving affection so much that she had to stop what was happening around her at that point and openly declare her need for a hug.

I told you I can see through people. You know what I did then? I didn't tell her to calm down. I didn't argue or just say okay and carry on. I walked up to her and I gave her a hug.

I didn't close my eyes. The kid was behind her and looked at my eyes. So I signalled for him to move to the side by repeatedly looking at him and then at the side of the room. This was coupled with me opening my eyes wider while looking towards the side and narrower while looking at him. He moved.

When I finshed hugging her I looked her in the eyes and smiled.

"Go make some tea." I said to her softly. "Then we'll play some scrabble."

I wasn't sure if she had been hugging me back when I hugged her. I was really focusing quite hard on my side of it. I didn't take much notice of anything else.

She seemed quite shaken up. Silly me. I forgot. I'm a shark. I'm sure you'd also feel a bit shaken up if you had just been grabbed by a shark. The kid walked out of the room and turned the television off. I like to have the TV playing while we work so that I can keep a check on what's happening on air. The room quickly became quiet.

Celene looked away. I stopped smiling.

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Maxi


Celene should be honoured to be hugged by a shark, not scared. what a weirdo
Posted by Maxi on Sunday, December 10, 2006 at 9:52 PM

The Ancient Shark Of Despair


RAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Posted by The Ancient Shark Of Despair on Sunday, December 10, 2006 at 11:48 PM

niel


hello ancient shark of despair.
I agree with maxi.
shark hugs sound even better than human hugs. maybe next time she wont be as shaken up. it will probably just take celene some time to get used to hugging a shark, but she will eventually. I still wanna know what you are going to do with the money you got from the bottles that maxi bought from you. i think you should do something fun, but not something that you have to spend too much money on, otherwise you might regret it later when you need the money for something else. anyway.

Posted by niel on Monday, December 11, 2006 at 12:08 AM

The Ancient Shark Of Despair


Hello Niel.
Celene was pretty into my shark hugs when she was just a teenager in Japan. The world was a different place then. I guess she was just shocked by the memory. That happens sometimes to people when they smell something that is attached heavily to a memory: they get a shock and don't know what to do for a while. This doesn't happen to me because I am a shark and my sense of smell is always on. But I bet that hugs are like that, but stronger because they involve the whole body, not just the nose, which is tiny on you guys anyway.
Maxi's money is safe in a hidden place in my apartment. I think I might save it for now. I've been thinking some more about that adventure I mentioned last time. I think I should go with Moe and the kid off to Disneyworld or something. I bet they have all sorts of people there. And even if Moe is kind of weird around the kid at first, they'll completely chill once they've been on some roller coasters, because their brains will think they're in danger and then, when they realise that they're safe and just on a roller coaster, they'll automatically look around for someone to love because they enjoy life so much. Then we'll start up a company and make our own sitcoms.
Okay, cool. I've gotta run.
The Ancient Shark Of Despair

Posted by The Ancient Shark Of Despair on Monday, December 11, 2006 at 12:32 AM

lunasola


yeah totally. my aunt gives lots of hugs. but she's not actually a shark, she's actually a pilot. it wouldn't work out for me if my aunt was a shark. i also will have some etchings ready for you at the end of the week. so we must meet up and i'll give you some of them. i moved house and lost the old one i did. so i'm doing a new one, which i think is nice. i hope you like it. i'm spending more time making this one look nice. i hope celene likes it too.

Posted by lunasola on Wednesday, December 13, 2006 at 10:31 AM

Monday, December 11, 2006

Celene slept in my bed last night.

After that hug yesterday, I was really feeling the whole human affection thing. I was in a very playful mood. I playfully snuck up on Celene a few times and pinched her. She didn't get a fright though. She's probably used to worse. I even did one of those RAAAAARRRRRRRR!!!! things at her. She just looked at me. She wasn't angry. She just didn't know what to say.

Did I ever mention that Celene can't speak English? Yeah, she never really knew anyone after we got married. I asked her when we got married to work out when she was born. We were married in 1946. This seems right because me and the guys were hanging out in Japan. Breeding. It was right after the war.

Right after I hugged her yesterday she asked if I realised how old she was. It was a bit embarrassing. I did one of those "Oh no! Let's just be cool." laughs. I was definitely embarrassed.

She was 15 when we got married. So that makes her like 70 now. So. I know now how old she is.

Anyway. Back to the story. I kept at being all playful the whole day. With the pinching and sneaking up. Then when it came to night time I told the kid that he had to sleep in the kitchen or something. Celene would be sleeping in my bed with me.

Well. She's been cleaning the whole morning. We haven't really seen each other since last night. I've been in a different room the whole day.

See you tomorrow.

Tuesday, December 12, 2006

The landlord made an appearance today. After like three weeks. I didn't let him in. We were cleaning up and I was just in the main room taking care of some stuff on the internet. So we all heard the knock. The other two came in to the main room and looked at me. The kid looked serious. I think he thought we in danger. Cute.

The person on the other side of the door called out my name. The kid started to look angry.

"Who is it?" I asked in a innocent tone.

Celene darted a pleading look at me.

"Please don't do this. Let me in."

I motioned to the kid to open the door. He obeyed hesitantly. He was beginning to look pretty angry.

Yeah. It was the landlord.

Man, you should have seen the look on his face when he saw Celene and the kid just hanging out at my pad. He'd never seen them both at the same time.

"Celene!"

I'm not exactly sure if he was happy to see her or not. I needed to step in at this point so as not to let him get out of hand.

"What do you want?"

He didn't reply, but he looked back at me after it was clear that Celene was getting uncomfortable. His excitement quickly faded. He got sad.

"I didn't realise that you had your family here. I'm sorry."

I looked at him sternly.

"What are you doing here?"

He looked like he was trying to hide his disappointment.

"I just thought you might want some company. I'm sorry. I was really angry at you at first, but I started feel sad for you. All alone by yourself. I'm sorry, I didn't know."

We all just looked at him. Secretly, it was really awkward.

"I didn't know you could fire me."

I nodded slowly. I could.

He left at that point. He excused himself and apologised to Celene.

Celene was being really awkward yesterday and today was probably worse. You can't really tell because the incident with the landlord really muddied the waters of perception. Yeah, it did. Last night she thought she was supposed to sleep in my bed, but I didn't really want her too.

Well, she's still cleaning really hard. I get the feeling that she's just doing it to avoid me, which is okay. I don't really want to have to see her much anyway. Or talk to her.

Hey! I drew a picture of today's happening. But it isn't that good. I got the perspective right, but I drew the landlord's beard all wrong. He has whispy orange hair and a beard. But in this picture he looks like a pirate.

Aaarg.

Wednesday, December 13, 2006

I don't even know what people did in 1946, but it was boring. We had just got here. Her dad just sent us over from Japan. It was after the war. The country had problems.

All the other guys had gone. They'd loaded up the Sharkship with a fresh supply of Japan. It was just me. And I found out later that the Shark of Wisdom was still on Earth. And The Great God Shark. They didn't tell me though. They just didn't leave with the others. Assholes.

This is sixty years later. Celene had just come back into my life. To help clean. My son had moved in because he broke up with his wife. And the landlord had just come by. Celene thought she was supposed to sleep in my bed. Like she did the night before. But I didn't want her to. I told her to leave. She said it was late. I told her to go home.

The kid didn't say anything. I think he could sense the awkwardness over the last day or two. He knew it would be better this way.

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Veritas the Ineffable!

I sense that there might be something going on between the landlord and Celene. I know that this is a sensitive topic for you, but you seem to not notice small things like this. I know you claim to "get people", but what if you're wrong? I don't want to hurt your feelings, I know you've been through a lot. They say that people (or sharks I suppose) who suffer from post-traumatic stress often miss the bigger picture.

Posted by Veritas the Ineffable! on Thursday, December 14, 2006 at 11:30 AM

ninhydrin

that landlord does seem a bit too excited to see Celene when she's around.
however, I think that leads us more to the conclusion that the landlord might have an interest in her... but judging by her reactions to him, she doesn't reciprocate.

life is way too complicated. my washing machine puked up water onto my carpet, i'm cleaning up a lot now too. *sighs*

metaphorically speaking though, there's always a lot of spring cleaning done around this time of the year. and nostalgia. december is a right nostalgic month. i don't like it. not one bit.

Posted by ninhydrin on Thursday, December 14, 2006 at 12:48 PM

The Ancient Shark Of Despair

I think you guys are just speculating.

Posted by The Ancient Shark Of Despair on Thursday, December 14, 2006 at 3:23 PM