Sorry for not writing so frequent, but I just had the largest news and I just have to WRITE ABOUT IT! For fifteen years now totally unknowingly, I have been a FATHER!!! Well, not really because I have not been doing dadly things like encouragement and working a job and disappearing mysteriously, but biologically THERE IS A BOY WITH MY GENES IN IT!
Okay so rewinding back to all those years ago. Back then I was a lonely young man and to get a bit of amusement I would look on the Facebook for the parties of young ppls in the area and just go to them dressed up all goth-like. Even if I did not know any of the people there, most of the time I would just be let in because my GOTHIC DEMEANOR is fascinating to people who are just a little bit drunk and they would think I was a friend of a friend of a friend or whatnot and that it would be rude not to let me be at the party. And I would drinking the drinks and throwing shapes to the music even if it was songs like PARTY ROCK (IS IN THE HOUSE 2NITE) which is not a gothic song but it was popular then and party beggars can’t be party choosers.
And one time at a party I met a girl name of Sally. I am usually gay, but the alcopops made me act unwisely and outside of my orientation and we falled in like… not longtime love but love of that night only which is still nice. And she was amused of my gothery and I was beautifulled of her blondish hair and she was a university student living in NORWICH and learning and it sounded like such a cool and impressive life. And on the pile of coats in a spare bedroom it happened. And I totally forgotted it mostly.
And then the other day I got a knock on the door and it was SALLY, and with her a tall boy who HAD MY FACE AND NOSE AND JAWBONES AND EVERYTHING. And I fall over shocked before she even say it because I look at him and know so much that it is true.
My son is named Tommy Sauce (who takes a briefcase to school). He is very tall like me, but he is serious in mind and studious like his mother. The name Sauce is from his stepdad Robert Sauce, a true-lifed suitman of business from Norwich town who is rich and married to Sally and adopting Tommy. They are coming into my life out of curious for how I am, and not out of wanting anything because they know I am poor and have nothing to give but my gothic wisdom.
So getting all pregnant was not so good for Sally’s university studying, and she had to take a year out of her studying LIBERAL ARTS for maternity and that stuff. But she did get her degree eventual and got a good job and meet Robert who is a loving man of both her and Tommy. I am glad she did not get too much problems out of my doing it to her, as if I had known about it I would’ve been helpful to her, but maybe ultimately that would’ve made it worse as I did and do not have the handsome and skills of Robert for making a life. I did not even know her after that one night even though I did write my phone number and myspace on a napkin for her to contacting me later.
As I said before, Tommy (who takes a briefcase to school) is a smart and serious boy with large dreams for his future, and apart from looking like me he is not like me a lot, which I am glad of. He takes a briefcase to school to put his notebooks and pens in, even though the other boys are laughing at him for it, and I guess like me he is determine to do things in his own way even if it is inviting ridicule and mockery for it. He is doing his GCSEs and wants to go to OXFORD one day to do MATHEMATICS.
Mother is not so happy about this. She was smiling a sort of hard smile like the mask of a Halloween witch the whole time Sally was here, and after she go she talks to me and says “what a hussy!” To this I stamped my foots in defence and said “that is a horrid thing to say about Sally who is good. And it takes two to do that so if Sally is a hussy then I am a hussy as well, or maybe a boy hussy or should I say husser?” Mother is praying in the church a lot more than usual now, but I think God thinks its okay. Tommy Sauce has two fathers now, one of which being me, which is better than me as I have zero fathers on account of mine’s missing…