Think I may have pissed M off!
He has text every weekend since the last time I saw him, (and once in the week too), and I have either been busy or have not been up for seeing him. For various reasons. I always reply though, and ask how he is, etc etc and explain what the score is.
Last weekend he texted 3 times over the space of an hour and tried to call me also, concluding with "so you don't want anything to do with me then?". I was in bed and had my phone switched off, and didn't bother to respond the next day.
Last night he texted again "So aren't you talking to me anymore then?", so I responded telling him of course I was still speaking to him, had been in bed last week, etc. After a couple of these "how are you" type texts he asks if I fancy a booty call before I go away. I was in the process of covering my head in nit lotion (delightful children!!) at the time, so replied telling him that, and then received yet more texts enquiring if I had somebody else, etc etc and culminating in telling me he had "got the message".
I tell you, if women went around behaving like that - we'd be called bunny boilers!!
Sunday, April 29, 2007
Thursday, April 26, 2007
The smoke!
After an early start and managing to get the train to London on time (which is a bloody miracle for me at 7.50am!!), myself and my two colleagues arrived in London in excellent time, and then proceeded to take an age getting to Kensington by tube due to getting on the wrong train twice! (Not helped by discovering that my train plus underground purchased ticket refused to work in a single underground ticket machine!)
Finally managed to get there only to learn one of the main presentations I was looking forward to had been cancelled, and the Chair had to leave half way through for 2 hours, which was a) disappointing, and b) taking the bloody piss! Especially considering it was a conference that cost £550 plus VAT per delegate to attend. (I didn't have to pay as a speaker of course!).
The morning session was pretty dull, with only 1 of the speakers being remotely interesting, leading into a lunch that was nothing to write home about. The afternoon picked up a little, with 2 quite interesting speakers, and myself and my colleagues in the middle of them. I was, of course, fabulous :-)
So, after a somewhat disappointing day, we begin the homeward bound journey, only to discover that unfortunately, but rather amusingly, that whilst we had been merrily chatting about the calibre (or lack of) the conference on the return to the underground, the above-mentioned Chair happened to be walking right beside us! We may not be invited to attend again!
Fortunately the return underground journey happened without mishap (or mis-mapreading), and we made good time getting aboard the train that would take us back to the normality of our own little town. Unfortunately, said train then spent the entire journey back on the "slow track", (due to a car hitting a railway bridge or something), which resulted in a journey that lasted nearly half as long again.
Despite the tiresomeness of the journey, I always enjoy a trip to London on "business", and it has the effect of making me feel like a real working "grown up". I certainly wouldn't want to do it every day though!
So, after a hectic day of speaking, listening and travelling, I rounded off the day with a takeaway indian (meal not person!), which was lovely but is not conducive to losing a stone in the next week, and now feel sick! Bugger! No more eating for a week!!
Finally managed to get there only to learn one of the main presentations I was looking forward to had been cancelled, and the Chair had to leave half way through for 2 hours, which was a) disappointing, and b) taking the bloody piss! Especially considering it was a conference that cost £550 plus VAT per delegate to attend. (I didn't have to pay as a speaker of course!).
The morning session was pretty dull, with only 1 of the speakers being remotely interesting, leading into a lunch that was nothing to write home about. The afternoon picked up a little, with 2 quite interesting speakers, and myself and my colleagues in the middle of them. I was, of course, fabulous :-)
So, after a somewhat disappointing day, we begin the homeward bound journey, only to discover that unfortunately, but rather amusingly, that whilst we had been merrily chatting about the calibre (or lack of) the conference on the return to the underground, the above-mentioned Chair happened to be walking right beside us! We may not be invited to attend again!
Fortunately the return underground journey happened without mishap (or mis-mapreading), and we made good time getting aboard the train that would take us back to the normality of our own little town. Unfortunately, said train then spent the entire journey back on the "slow track", (due to a car hitting a railway bridge or something), which resulted in a journey that lasted nearly half as long again.
Despite the tiresomeness of the journey, I always enjoy a trip to London on "business", and it has the effect of making me feel like a real working "grown up". I certainly wouldn't want to do it every day though!
So, after a hectic day of speaking, listening and travelling, I rounded off the day with a takeaway indian (meal not person!), which was lovely but is not conducive to losing a stone in the next week, and now feel sick! Bugger! No more eating for a week!!
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
Sonnet 57
"Being your slave what should I do but tend
Upon the hours, and times of your desire?
I have no precious time at all to spend;
Nor services to do, till you require.
Nor dare I chide the world without end hour,
Whilst I, my sovereign, watch the clock for you,
Nor think the bitterness of absence sour,
When you have bid your servant once adieu;
Nor dare I question with my jealous thought
Where you may be, or your affairs suppose,
But, like a sad slave, stay and think of nought
Save, where you are, how happy you make those.
So true a fool is love, that in your will,
Though you do anything, he thinks no ill."
William Shakespere, 1609
Upon the hours, and times of your desire?
I have no precious time at all to spend;
Nor services to do, till you require.
Nor dare I chide the world without end hour,
Whilst I, my sovereign, watch the clock for you,
Nor think the bitterness of absence sour,
When you have bid your servant once adieu;
Nor dare I question with my jealous thought
Where you may be, or your affairs suppose,
But, like a sad slave, stay and think of nought
Save, where you are, how happy you make those.
So true a fool is love, that in your will,
Though you do anything, he thinks no ill."
William Shakespere, 1609
Get me!
In the here and now, off to London tomorrow to speak at a national conference!
Check me out!!
Check me out!!
A detour
Not only am I going to Vegas in a few weeks, but I'm also taking a little detour to San Francisco while I'm there! I don't know how it will work out, but I'm confident that it will be okay, and it's something that needs to be done. I'm not really reading too much into it, instead I'm just looking forward to having the opportunity of seeing him, catching up in real life and spending some time hanging out enjoying ourselves.
So there you have it! Two states in one trip. Can't be bad!
So there you have it! Two states in one trip. Can't be bad!
Sunday, April 22, 2007
Odd things about me
I always use the same colour pegs for each individual piece of washing on the line, absolutely cannot mix them.
I am anal about symmetry - my version of it!
I drive - literally for hours, literally nowhere.
I hate cleaning, but am a bit of a tidy fanatic.
I cannot watch tv or listen to the radio unless the sound is on an even number (or a multiple of 5). Same with the heating (or any appliance really!)
I love strawberries but I hate strawberry flavouring.
I don't drink milk, tea, coffee, hot chocolate, milkshake or apple juice. I would rather parch to death!
I tend to triplicate on orgasm - eg. oh god, oh god, oh god or fuck, fuck, fuck - always in threes!. (oh, and then I apologise!)
I used to have panic attacks. Really, really bad ones!
I am anal about symmetry - my version of it!
I drive - literally for hours, literally nowhere.
I hate cleaning, but am a bit of a tidy fanatic.
I cannot watch tv or listen to the radio unless the sound is on an even number (or a multiple of 5). Same with the heating (or any appliance really!)
I love strawberries but I hate strawberry flavouring.
I don't drink milk, tea, coffee, hot chocolate, milkshake or apple juice. I would rather parch to death!
I tend to triplicate on orgasm - eg. oh god, oh god, oh god or fuck, fuck, fuck - always in threes!. (oh, and then I apologise!)
I used to have panic attacks. Really, really bad ones!
Saturday, April 21, 2007
Itchy feet
I bloody hate going out on a Friday, because invariably (and today is no exception!), I then want to go out on the Saturday too! And today, I have no money, no babysitter and no money to pay a babysitter. Goddamn!
As a result I am now sitting here twitchy, twitchy, twitchy running through a million and one scenario's to resolve the above, which I am sure are solvable if I speak very nicely to a few people, though that's not guaranteed and if I start the solution gathering and then don't manage to pull it off I will be twitchy and pissed off, as oppose to just twitchy.
Besides this, there is a little voice of sense in my head saying "Even if you find the money, you shouldn't be spending it - you're going to Vegas in less than a fortnight, don't you know!"., but the little voice of instant gratification is not giving up "Go on, you know you want to. Just go out and play for a little while. You could be out having lots of fun. I bet loads of people will be out tonight. It will be just brilliant. You don't want to miss it...!"
Can you see how much louder the second is?!
As a result I am now sitting here twitchy, twitchy, twitchy running through a million and one scenario's to resolve the above, which I am sure are solvable if I speak very nicely to a few people, though that's not guaranteed and if I start the solution gathering and then don't manage to pull it off I will be twitchy and pissed off, as oppose to just twitchy.
Besides this, there is a little voice of sense in my head saying "Even if you find the money, you shouldn't be spending it - you're going to Vegas in less than a fortnight, don't you know!"., but the little voice of instant gratification is not giving up "Go on, you know you want to. Just go out and play for a little while. You could be out having lots of fun. I bet loads of people will be out tonight. It will be just brilliant. You don't want to miss it...!"
Can you see how much louder the second is?!
Friday, April 20, 2007
A quickie!
Just a quick one before I head out for the evening with Lily (on her first big night out since Baby was born!), as I can't be bothered to do the hoovering before the sitter is here, and I really can't be bothered to get ready either! Might just go as I am!
Am fully expecting a booty call from M later, as he has been texting a lot of "how are you's" lately! Not sure whether I can be bothered to be honest. The fuck buddy thing seems a little pointless, and as always I have other things on my mind! Sigh!
Anyhow, am off to local town tonight, for a work colleagues leaving do, which makes a bit of a change, but god only knows what it will be like! So, better crack on and see what the night doth bring!
Assuming I get my arse in gear of course...!
Am fully expecting a booty call from M later, as he has been texting a lot of "how are you's" lately! Not sure whether I can be bothered to be honest. The fuck buddy thing seems a little pointless, and as always I have other things on my mind! Sigh!
Anyhow, am off to local town tonight, for a work colleagues leaving do, which makes a bit of a change, but god only knows what it will be like! So, better crack on and see what the night doth bring!
Assuming I get my arse in gear of course...!
Thursday, April 19, 2007
A landmark
I posted a while ago about a humbling day in Blogland, but had not managed to credit the other "fabulous" Blogland landmark (or blog crush as Middy would put it!). This writer has more knowledge and skill for composition, language and the beauty of words in his little finger than I am capable of in my entirety (much to my jealous chagrin), and that day he astounded me with a piece of poetry that is quite simply beautiful. Since then, he has managed to surpass himself, and this piece with yet another one, pushing his writing even further up in my esteem.
So, seeing as life is a little all work and no play at the moment for me, I thought I'd take this opportunity to share the artistry and insight of both these monuments...
Looking For You
I've always been finding the one
Without me really thinking that I'd ever be done
Another mouth to make my own mouth smile
Another mouth
To make it all worthwhile
I've always been seeking you out
Without me ever thinking that my search was in doubt
Another heart to make my half a whole
Another heart
For whom the bell might toll
I've always been looking for you
Without me really thinking that my one could be two
Another pair of eyes to see the light
Another pair
To heal my sore eyes sight
I've always been one of a pair
Without me ever thinking that you wouldn't be there
Another hand to hold that's not my own
Another hand
To make me feel less alone
Likehavewantneed
I'd like to teach the world, but not to sing.
I need to tell them what true love can bring:
A sense of immortality and worth:
The reason I've been put upon this earth.
I have to teach the world, but not to write,
That "she doth teach the torches to burn bright."
I'll thank my God that they've delivered me,
And realise that it was meant to be.
I want to teach the world, but not to read.
I have to tell them that it's love they need:
The sense of culpability and blame:
How things can never truly be the same.
I need to teach the world, but not a song.
I'd like to tell them where they're going wrong:
To trust to serendipity, not fate:
To just believe your heart and conjugate.
PS. You can read more from of this fabulous work here http://allmyownworn.blogspot.com/ .
So, seeing as life is a little all work and no play at the moment for me, I thought I'd take this opportunity to share the artistry and insight of both these monuments...
Looking For You
I've always been finding the one
Without me really thinking that I'd ever be done
Another mouth to make my own mouth smile
Another mouth
To make it all worthwhile
I've always been seeking you out
Without me ever thinking that my search was in doubt
Another heart to make my half a whole
Another heart
For whom the bell might toll
I've always been looking for you
Without me really thinking that my one could be two
Another pair of eyes to see the light
Another pair
To heal my sore eyes sight
I've always been one of a pair
Without me ever thinking that you wouldn't be there
Another hand to hold that's not my own
Another hand
To make me feel less alone
Likehavewantneed
I'd like to teach the world, but not to sing.
I need to tell them what true love can bring:
A sense of immortality and worth:
The reason I've been put upon this earth.
I have to teach the world, but not to write,
That "she doth teach the torches to burn bright."
I'll thank my God that they've delivered me,
And realise that it was meant to be.
I want to teach the world, but not to read.
I have to tell them that it's love they need:
The sense of culpability and blame:
How things can never truly be the same.
I need to teach the world, but not a song.
I'd like to tell them where they're going wrong:
To trust to serendipity, not fate:
To just believe your heart and conjugate.
PS. You can read more from of this fabulous work here http://allmyownworn.blogspot.com/ .
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
Sleep
I think the worst is over for a while. Work event was fabulously successful, but now I'm paying the price of the 3am bedtime that ensured it was.
Sleep. Then normal service should resume!
Sleep. Then normal service should resume!
Sunday, April 15, 2007
A long week
It has been such a long, long week. I can't believe I haven't posted since Tuesday but I just have not had a minute to myself.
Work has been manic, due to minimum staffing levels as a result of easter, end of financial year, budgets, service level agreements, squabbling about services required and how much we'll pay for them, and a steering group meeting to organise and chair on top of that, and will be manic for at least the week to come also, as I have organised an event I anticipated about 25 people coming to, and have now had about 70 responses. Aaaargh!!!
As a consequence of all of this, I worked from home on Wednesday night until 2am, then worked all day Thursday, did outreach Thursday night, got home and 11.30pm and then more work on the pc until 2am again, at work all day on Friday. By Friday evening I was so exhausted that I literally picked up X and then had to lay down before I fell down. Woke up about 7pm, by a text, and managed to rouse myself for the rest of the evening, during which the most I could manage was the sofa and tv.
Saturday was spent at swimming lessons for X (no SPM for the third week in a row !), then a wander down town to buy new school sandals for X and books for my bookworm Y. Was out last night with Meg, Straight and (later) Lena, for a very quiet night in The Nun, which was practically empty. I did get a booty call from M, but couldn't really be bothered to follow it up, so replied but didn't encourage it. What a good girl I am :-)
So that's about it for my weekend. Have spent today catching up on some reading, which is something I haven't done enough of lately, pottering around doing some cleaning and washing, and getting ready to be back at school/work tomorrow. I have got a folder of work which I should really be doing, to get a heads up before tomorrow, but to be honest, I'm feeling much more inclined to catch up with goings on in Blogland, and still have my second fabulous bloggy link to do.
Hopefully things will quieten down by the end of this week, and then only a fortnight until I go to Vegas!!! I can't believe it has come round this quick. Less than 3 weeks and I will be in America! Yay!
Work has been manic, due to minimum staffing levels as a result of easter, end of financial year, budgets, service level agreements, squabbling about services required and how much we'll pay for them, and a steering group meeting to organise and chair on top of that, and will be manic for at least the week to come also, as I have organised an event I anticipated about 25 people coming to, and have now had about 70 responses. Aaaargh!!!
As a consequence of all of this, I worked from home on Wednesday night until 2am, then worked all day Thursday, did outreach Thursday night, got home and 11.30pm and then more work on the pc until 2am again, at work all day on Friday. By Friday evening I was so exhausted that I literally picked up X and then had to lay down before I fell down. Woke up about 7pm, by a text, and managed to rouse myself for the rest of the evening, during which the most I could manage was the sofa and tv.
Saturday was spent at swimming lessons for X (no SPM for the third week in a row !), then a wander down town to buy new school sandals for X and books for my bookworm Y. Was out last night with Meg, Straight and (later) Lena, for a very quiet night in The Nun, which was practically empty. I did get a booty call from M, but couldn't really be bothered to follow it up, so replied but didn't encourage it. What a good girl I am :-)
So that's about it for my weekend. Have spent today catching up on some reading, which is something I haven't done enough of lately, pottering around doing some cleaning and washing, and getting ready to be back at school/work tomorrow. I have got a folder of work which I should really be doing, to get a heads up before tomorrow, but to be honest, I'm feeling much more inclined to catch up with goings on in Blogland, and still have my second fabulous bloggy link to do.
Hopefully things will quieten down by the end of this week, and then only a fortnight until I go to Vegas!!! I can't believe it has come round this quick. Less than 3 weeks and I will be in America! Yay!
Thursday, April 12, 2007
Contact continues
12th April (by text)
Bea had a dream on Sunday that we were getting married. She didn't know we'd spoken when she told me. Don't you think that's funny?
What! Funny that we'd be getting married or that she dreamt about it! I might be dropping by the uk this w'end on my way to Cape Town!
Funny that she dream't it. Cape Town eh? For work or pleasure?
Both. It's not confirmed yet.
Very nice! They'd better hurry up if it's next week though. And if you do come via here I'm free Saturday night...
That sounded very much like you making a firm decision! We're not going to Gretna Green tho.
Lol. Deal. Don't stand me up this time though!
13th April (by text)
I just heard I won't be going to Cape Town next week, sorry! I have to be in Chicago week after next and have to prepare my presentation. Will be back there soon tho.
Ok. Bummer though!
Bea had a dream on Sunday that we were getting married. She didn't know we'd spoken when she told me. Don't you think that's funny?
What! Funny that we'd be getting married or that she dreamt about it! I might be dropping by the uk this w'end on my way to Cape Town!
Funny that she dream't it. Cape Town eh? For work or pleasure?
Both. It's not confirmed yet.
Very nice! They'd better hurry up if it's next week though. And if you do come via here I'm free Saturday night...
That sounded very much like you making a firm decision! We're not going to Gretna Green tho.
Lol. Deal. Don't stand me up this time though!
13th April (by text)
I just heard I won't be going to Cape Town next week, sorry! I have to be in Chicago week after next and have to prepare my presentation. Will be back there soon tho.
Ok. Bummer though!
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
A simple truth...
I love nearly all his work. All the mini-truths sought out, crafted and laid out like a piece of his soul itself, laid bare for us to nod at, question, dismiss, agree with and argue against. But today he surpassed himself. Today, he gave me not only the interpretation of a good lover, but a definition of love itself.
"... the best lovers in the world are those who talk. talk about what's inside. and let us in. deep deep within. to a place rich and strange. to the secret centre of their hearts. and make us feel comfortable. and let us stay there. rent free. for as long as we like."
Come on in, pull up a chair, sit yourself down, make yourself comfortable, and settle in.
PS. You can read the entire post here ... http://foundfoundfound26.blogspot.com/2007/04/casting-call.html
"... the best lovers in the world are those who talk. talk about what's inside. and let us in. deep deep within. to a place rich and strange. to the secret centre of their hearts. and make us feel comfortable. and let us stay there. rent free. for as long as we like."
Come on in, pull up a chair, sit yourself down, make yourself comfortable, and settle in.
PS. You can read the entire post here ... http://foundfoundfound26.blogspot.com/2007/04/casting-call.html
Daytrip
This Blogland we all inhabit so frequently is a funny old place, filled with laughter, fears, feelings, and some tears. I trip around from pillar to post and enjoy my time here in a fairly light-hearted way mostly, but with the occasional sorrow for some of my fellow inhabitants.
Today though, has been a memorable day in Blogland for me. Today I read, not one, but three, posts that have evoked something deeper in me.
The first is a post of pure truth. By a writer who takes concepts and words and turns them into realisations of such validity that I wonder how I did not see that before, and how I will ever it see it another way again.
The second, quite possibly one of the most beautiful things I have ever read by someone who's writing never ceases to amaze me. A post, and a blog, by a writer who takes the beauty of the written language and crafts both the language, and the content, in such a way as to leave me in awe.
And finally, conversely, was all about the content, a tiny part of the content, but a part that sparked a greater anger in me than I have ever felt on reading a post, despite the fact that I have such empathy for the writer. I was surprised by how much a simple phrase, a simple act by another human being (not the author) could rile me to livid so quickly.
Today, Blogland has been worth the trip. Though I leave feeling humbled.
Today though, has been a memorable day in Blogland for me. Today I read, not one, but three, posts that have evoked something deeper in me.
The first is a post of pure truth. By a writer who takes concepts and words and turns them into realisations of such validity that I wonder how I did not see that before, and how I will ever it see it another way again.
The second, quite possibly one of the most beautiful things I have ever read by someone who's writing never ceases to amaze me. A post, and a blog, by a writer who takes the beauty of the written language and crafts both the language, and the content, in such a way as to leave me in awe.
And finally, conversely, was all about the content, a tiny part of the content, but a part that sparked a greater anger in me than I have ever felt on reading a post, despite the fact that I have such empathy for the writer. I was surprised by how much a simple phrase, a simple act by another human being (not the author) could rile me to livid so quickly.
Today, Blogland has been worth the trip. Though I leave feeling humbled.
ATM (and others)
It has been brought to my attention that I have apparently woefully hard done best mate Across The Miles by not having enough labels of her in my blog! So here's another one to make up for it!
It also got me to thinking about the fact that I don't really blog about friends, in fact ATM is the only one who has her own label (please take note woman!), and that there may be an assumption that I don't actually have any friends at all!
So for the record, here is a brief rundown on the most important (but not exhaustive) list of current OG friends...
In no particular order - before I get any playground sniping :-)
ATM - Best friend to me for more years than I care to remember (though not quite sure how as we are the complete opposite to each other in almost every way!), and Godmother to both X and Y. Now happily married to Mr ATM (rather nice bloke - though don't tell him I said that!) after the never mentioned but most short lived marriage in history to Complete Cock. Currently living Across The Miles in far, far away land of New Zealand and muchly missed (if we ever got remotely sloppy or emotional with each other!)
Meg Ryan - Fabulous friend of fairly recent times (around 3yrs now) - fairly newly single after a split from Knightrider, partner of 7yrs - who has listened most patiently to more moans and groans from me than any one person should be forced to endure.
Disco - Old work colleague and now much loved friend - very recently back from travels around the world to a break up with man of her dreams - quite the craziest and coolest girl I know. Also the most honest, down to earth, fun and friendly person you could ever wish to meet. Fran - Oldest (and one of most dearest) school pal, now also emigrated to New Zealand and living with boyfriend of 2yrs - Mr Fran. My most sensible friend (and no that doesn't mean boring!!) for whom the distance and the miles happily make no difference to gossiping, giggling and understanding.
Bea - A newbie of around 2yrs, of the hippy variety, who generally struggles with the ups and downs of lifes, and is definitely one of a kind! Newly attached to Hippy, although currently undergoing some 3mth relationship wobbles.
Lena - Another crazy! And a party girl of old. Has been in a period of hibernation for the last year or so, so haven't seen a great deal of her, but she seems to be returning to her old ways recently. A complete laugh, a complete fickle fairy, but also fun, fun, fun.
Lily - Much valued recent work colleague - happily married to Mr Lily, with lovely C and new baby J. The best gossip mate a girl could have at work, and a most friendly ear out of work.
Lala - Friend of Lily, slightly bonkers, but always good for a night out.
Smiler - My favourite army boy! Old flame from teenage years, and occasional shag in early twenties. Always a bad boy, always a pleasure to see, and the best hugger in town.
Straight Mate - Meg's friend. Very straight and serious, but also without an unpleasant bone in her body.
Mick - My token gay friend! Friend of Smiler and BB (ex-boyfriend) from their army days, who I've kept in touch with for many years. Always adorable to bitch about men with, and always, always able to make me laugh.
AJ - the perfect man for me - according to ATM (or more accurately Mr ATM)!! Fortunately for them they have not been witness to the mighty capacity of his snoring, which, although I love him dearly, may explain why he will never be the man for me!
So there you have it! To put your minds at rest that I don't spend my entire life as a hermit, I see Bea at least once a week in the evening, speak to Meg on the phone every week or so and usually catch up properly a couple of times a month, text regularly and speak or meet Disco a couple of times a month (when she's not off travelling the world), catch up with all the others who are local to me by text, phone, house visits or nights out with varying regularity, (as well as through my blog for Disco and Lily), and catch up mostly by phone on those far, far away, with the occasional visit.
Though of course, ATM not anywhere near enough!
It also got me to thinking about the fact that I don't really blog about friends, in fact ATM is the only one who has her own label (please take note woman!), and that there may be an assumption that I don't actually have any friends at all!
So for the record, here is a brief rundown on the most important (but not exhaustive) list of current OG friends...
In no particular order - before I get any playground sniping :-)
ATM - Best friend to me for more years than I care to remember (though not quite sure how as we are the complete opposite to each other in almost every way!), and Godmother to both X and Y. Now happily married to Mr ATM (rather nice bloke - though don't tell him I said that!) after the never mentioned but most short lived marriage in history to Complete Cock. Currently living Across The Miles in far, far away land of New Zealand and muchly missed (if we ever got remotely sloppy or emotional with each other!)
Meg Ryan - Fabulous friend of fairly recent times (around 3yrs now) - fairly newly single after a split from Knightrider, partner of 7yrs - who has listened most patiently to more moans and groans from me than any one person should be forced to endure.
Disco - Old work colleague and now much loved friend - very recently back from travels around the world to a break up with man of her dreams - quite the craziest and coolest girl I know. Also the most honest, down to earth, fun and friendly person you could ever wish to meet. Fran - Oldest (and one of most dearest) school pal, now also emigrated to New Zealand and living with boyfriend of 2yrs - Mr Fran. My most sensible friend (and no that doesn't mean boring!!) for whom the distance and the miles happily make no difference to gossiping, giggling and understanding.
Bea - A newbie of around 2yrs, of the hippy variety, who generally struggles with the ups and downs of lifes, and is definitely one of a kind! Newly attached to Hippy, although currently undergoing some 3mth relationship wobbles.
Lena - Another crazy! And a party girl of old. Has been in a period of hibernation for the last year or so, so haven't seen a great deal of her, but she seems to be returning to her old ways recently. A complete laugh, a complete fickle fairy, but also fun, fun, fun.
Lily - Much valued recent work colleague - happily married to Mr Lily, with lovely C and new baby J. The best gossip mate a girl could have at work, and a most friendly ear out of work.
Lala - Friend of Lily, slightly bonkers, but always good for a night out.
Smiler - My favourite army boy! Old flame from teenage years, and occasional shag in early twenties. Always a bad boy, always a pleasure to see, and the best hugger in town.
Straight Mate - Meg's friend. Very straight and serious, but also without an unpleasant bone in her body.
Mick - My token gay friend! Friend of Smiler and BB (ex-boyfriend) from their army days, who I've kept in touch with for many years. Always adorable to bitch about men with, and always, always able to make me laugh.
AJ - the perfect man for me - according to ATM (or more accurately Mr ATM)!! Fortunately for them they have not been witness to the mighty capacity of his snoring, which, although I love him dearly, may explain why he will never be the man for me!
So there you have it! To put your minds at rest that I don't spend my entire life as a hermit, I see Bea at least once a week in the evening, speak to Meg on the phone every week or so and usually catch up properly a couple of times a month, text regularly and speak or meet Disco a couple of times a month (when she's not off travelling the world), catch up with all the others who are local to me by text, phone, house visits or nights out with varying regularity, (as well as through my blog for Disco and Lily), and catch up mostly by phone on those far, far away, with the occasional visit.
Though of course, ATM not anywhere near enough!
Monday, April 09, 2007
Busy bunny
Well it seems to have been a pretty hectic, though happy, Easter break, though work once again beckons tomorrow!
Spent the afternoon on Saturday with Fran, before an amusing (if slightly disappointing) evening at The Nun, watching and listening to Lena absolutely murder several songs on the Karaoke playlist! I pretty much managed to avoid the entire thing, and the one time I was dragged up kicking and screaming I let my duetter sing far louder so you couldn't hear me at all :-)
After not getting to sleep until about 2.30am on Sunday morning, was up early for a day at a local game fair with my Dad, his partner, and X. Which was extortionately priced!! Thank goodness Pater was paying for most of it! (Did manage to pick up a couple of Martina Coles for the bargain price of £2 though!) Spent around 5 hours wandering around there, watching all manner of interesting country things, from lumberjack skills to ferrets to gundog trials to Punch and Judy shows, until we were flagging on our feet from not having sat down for hours and headed for home. Sunday evening was then a pretty quiet affair, although my body clock being the off-kilter timepiece that it is (I swear it's set to another timezone!), I didn't get to bed until around 2am.
Had a lie-in this morning, then generally pottered around. Bathed X and then ran out of cold water so was subjected to a luke warm bath myself (it's amazing how much I hate that!!), and then finally headed out into the sunshine again. Yet another local country park was visited by the 2 of us (Y still at his dad's since Saturday), where X had a good long ride on her bike and I walked a brisk mile around the lakes.
We were planning on heading to a local funday, but unfortunately X was involved in a minor bike accident when she swerved straight into the path of a 6', 16 stone speed cyclist. Fortunately, after disentangling them, the end result was no more than a bloody knee (for her), and a broken reflector (for him), but whilst she was very brave while he was there, the shock set in a bit and we ended up heading for home.
A chinese takeaway and too much chocolate later, (the virtous healthy walking feeling has been replaced by bloated heifer like feeling), X is now tucked up in bed, and I'm trying not to think about all that work waiting patiently for me tomorrow, whilst also trying to con myself that I will be in bed at a reasonable time tonight. Yeah, right!
Spent the afternoon on Saturday with Fran, before an amusing (if slightly disappointing) evening at The Nun, watching and listening to Lena absolutely murder several songs on the Karaoke playlist! I pretty much managed to avoid the entire thing, and the one time I was dragged up kicking and screaming I let my duetter sing far louder so you couldn't hear me at all :-)
After not getting to sleep until about 2.30am on Sunday morning, was up early for a day at a local game fair with my Dad, his partner, and X. Which was extortionately priced!! Thank goodness Pater was paying for most of it! (Did manage to pick up a couple of Martina Coles for the bargain price of £2 though!) Spent around 5 hours wandering around there, watching all manner of interesting country things, from lumberjack skills to ferrets to gundog trials to Punch and Judy shows, until we were flagging on our feet from not having sat down for hours and headed for home. Sunday evening was then a pretty quiet affair, although my body clock being the off-kilter timepiece that it is (I swear it's set to another timezone!), I didn't get to bed until around 2am.
Had a lie-in this morning, then generally pottered around. Bathed X and then ran out of cold water so was subjected to a luke warm bath myself (it's amazing how much I hate that!!), and then finally headed out into the sunshine again. Yet another local country park was visited by the 2 of us (Y still at his dad's since Saturday), where X had a good long ride on her bike and I walked a brisk mile around the lakes.
We were planning on heading to a local funday, but unfortunately X was involved in a minor bike accident when she swerved straight into the path of a 6', 16 stone speed cyclist. Fortunately, after disentangling them, the end result was no more than a bloody knee (for her), and a broken reflector (for him), but whilst she was very brave while he was there, the shock set in a bit and we ended up heading for home.
A chinese takeaway and too much chocolate later, (the virtous healthy walking feeling has been replaced by bloated heifer like feeling), X is now tucked up in bed, and I'm trying not to think about all that work waiting patiently for me tomorrow, whilst also trying to con myself that I will be in bed at a reasonable time tonight. Yeah, right!
Phone call update
I have to give you that much. It was great talking to you again. Why can't it as simple as great conversation. Will call again soon. Sleep well.
Lol at "give me that much!" I'm so honoured :-) It could be as simple as great conversation and great sex! It's your choice to make it complicated. But I'll leave you to argue why it has to be that way for another day... Night DM x
Lol at "give me that much!" I'm so honoured :-) It could be as simple as great conversation and great sex! It's your choice to make it complicated. But I'll leave you to argue why it has to be that way for another day... Night DM x
Sunday, April 08, 2007
A simple phone call
Having heard from Lena about Jay, I was quite grumpy this evening, about life and love in general. Disappointed with him, cross with myself for being bothered about him, and most bizarrely really, really angry with DM for leaving me to face all this shit. So I texted him, in temper:
Why couldn't you have just fucking tried!
Tried! Tried what OG? To make you happy? There are things that I can do and there are things that I can't. I'm not willing to dwell on the things I can't do.
Yes tried to make me happy. Like I tried to make you happy. That's what people do when they love each other!
I fully expected (in fact, almost dared) him to reply with "I don't love you!", or to ignore it completely.
A while later...
That's just it, I wasn't happy. I'm not happy. Not you, not anyone else can make me completely happy. I'm doing the best I can.
That's bollocks. And you know it is.
Really! Do you really think that! Where are you? I just tried calling you at home. I'm bored with texting.
Sure enough there's a voicemail on my phone (which was upstairs) saying he'd called and he would try again another time. So I call him, no answer. Then he rings me back.
Some idle chit chat commenced (I can't even remember the detail too much), and we chatted for about 20minutes before he called an end to it. I know I mentioned some things he's probably not completely comfortable with, that's just my way, and I know he gave me very little in terms of thoughts, feelings and emotions, but the most significant thing was that despite being so angry when I texted, the phone call was calm, and good, and just so familiar. It was just so fucking good to talk to him!! Like I just saw him last week, like the whole last year or so had never happened. And usually that would both sadden and frustrate me, but, for now, I feel calm and happy that we still connect.
I told him at the end of the conversation that I miss him, and that I love him, which I do - and if anything the ease of that call, (the first time we have spoken in 8 months), confirmed that. It confirmed that though I may have been doubting recently whether a future with him would ever now be possible considering the past, if he stepped back into mine now, I know, without a shadow of a doubt, that we could pick it up and make it work again. Possibly even more easily than I've ever given it credit in fact.
Of course I'm under no illusion that that is likely to happen any time soon, or anytime ever (especially considering the living circumstances), but I'm glad I spoke to him. I hope he is glad he spoke to me too.
I've given up fighting, and trying, and crying and thinking, but I still love him. And although life will undoubtedly go on, I still genuinely, genuinely believe there is no better fit for me AND him than each other. I hope one day he can believe it too.
However much you moan about me prodding you, considering how we've been for a long time, it's scary how easily we just had a conversation, and how good it was to talk to you. For me anyway! I hope for you too. It reminds me we were never about pain and misery, and that we were happy, whether you admit that or not. Even if you never realise it, I still believe your place is with me and always will be. It would be a shame to waste my trip over there.
The bottom line is, rightly or wrongly, that despite being pretty happy in life right now, all the time we don't spend together just seems such a waste.
Why couldn't you have just fucking tried!
Tried! Tried what OG? To make you happy? There are things that I can do and there are things that I can't. I'm not willing to dwell on the things I can't do.
Yes tried to make me happy. Like I tried to make you happy. That's what people do when they love each other!
I fully expected (in fact, almost dared) him to reply with "I don't love you!", or to ignore it completely.
A while later...
That's just it, I wasn't happy. I'm not happy. Not you, not anyone else can make me completely happy. I'm doing the best I can.
That's bollocks. And you know it is.
Really! Do you really think that! Where are you? I just tried calling you at home. I'm bored with texting.
Sure enough there's a voicemail on my phone (which was upstairs) saying he'd called and he would try again another time. So I call him, no answer. Then he rings me back.
Some idle chit chat commenced (I can't even remember the detail too much), and we chatted for about 20minutes before he called an end to it. I know I mentioned some things he's probably not completely comfortable with, that's just my way, and I know he gave me very little in terms of thoughts, feelings and emotions, but the most significant thing was that despite being so angry when I texted, the phone call was calm, and good, and just so familiar. It was just so fucking good to talk to him!! Like I just saw him last week, like the whole last year or so had never happened. And usually that would both sadden and frustrate me, but, for now, I feel calm and happy that we still connect.
I told him at the end of the conversation that I miss him, and that I love him, which I do - and if anything the ease of that call, (the first time we have spoken in 8 months), confirmed that. It confirmed that though I may have been doubting recently whether a future with him would ever now be possible considering the past, if he stepped back into mine now, I know, without a shadow of a doubt, that we could pick it up and make it work again. Possibly even more easily than I've ever given it credit in fact.
Of course I'm under no illusion that that is likely to happen any time soon, or anytime ever (especially considering the living circumstances), but I'm glad I spoke to him. I hope he is glad he spoke to me too.
I've given up fighting, and trying, and crying and thinking, but I still love him. And although life will undoubtedly go on, I still genuinely, genuinely believe there is no better fit for me AND him than each other. I hope one day he can believe it too.
However much you moan about me prodding you, considering how we've been for a long time, it's scary how easily we just had a conversation, and how good it was to talk to you. For me anyway! I hope for you too. It reminds me we were never about pain and misery, and that we were happy, whether you admit that or not. Even if you never realise it, I still believe your place is with me and always will be. It would be a shame to waste my trip over there.
The bottom line is, rightly or wrongly, that despite being pretty happy in life right now, all the time we don't spend together just seems such a waste.
An aside
After getting in at 1am last night from a pretty disappointing evening with Jay, I then get a booty call from M at 1.30am.
I wish men could be bloody consistent!!
PS. I declined. (Though politely. Of course!!)
I wish men could be bloody consistent!!
PS. I declined. (Though politely. Of course!!)
Phnah, phnah
Bloody, bloody, bloody men!!
Am a tad pissed off and disappointed today, due to the fact that Jay, who has been telling Lena all week about how much he likes me and to bring me over to The Nun last night, where he then proceeded to tell me how pretty I was looking, and kept flitting over to talk to me and Fran, has told Lena this morning that he is not ready for anything as his head is still too fucked up from his ex-girlfriend and he's off to Australia for a month shortly. And now he mentions this!!
Although I did like him, I only spent a very short time in his company, so am not massively bothered, I'm just annoyed with the whole misleading situation, and concerned that Lena may have made me out to be a completely smitten kitten, as well as slightly overplaying his intentions.
So, in order to ensure my reputation remains intact and to prevent any awkwardness should I choose to frequent that drinking establishment again, I texted him this evening to put the record straight -
Hi there, it's OG. I was going to ask you on the date of your life :-), but as Lena's told me the score I thought I'd just let you know all's cool, as no doubt our paths will cross again sometime and I don't do awkwardness. Have a good time in Oz, I'm off to Vegas in a few weeks myself. Take care and no doubt I'll see you around sometime.
Am a tad pissed off and disappointed today, due to the fact that Jay, who has been telling Lena all week about how much he likes me and to bring me over to The Nun last night, where he then proceeded to tell me how pretty I was looking, and kept flitting over to talk to me and Fran, has told Lena this morning that he is not ready for anything as his head is still too fucked up from his ex-girlfriend and he's off to Australia for a month shortly. And now he mentions this!!
Although I did like him, I only spent a very short time in his company, so am not massively bothered, I'm just annoyed with the whole misleading situation, and concerned that Lena may have made me out to be a completely smitten kitten, as well as slightly overplaying his intentions.
So, in order to ensure my reputation remains intact and to prevent any awkwardness should I choose to frequent that drinking establishment again, I texted him this evening to put the record straight -
Hi there, it's OG. I was going to ask you on the date of your life :-), but as Lena's told me the score I thought I'd just let you know all's cool, as no doubt our paths will cross again sometime and I don't do awkwardness. Have a good time in Oz, I'm off to Vegas in a few weeks myself. Take care and no doubt I'll see you around sometime.
I haven't had a reply, but to be honest, I don't really need one. I've said my piece, been honest and upfront, saved some face and cleared any potentially murky air. And so life resumes as normal...
Friday, April 06, 2007
Catch up
Have spent the last couple of days enjoying the sunshine and the time off work (trying not to think about the amount of work piling up while I'm off!). X had a friend to play all day yesterday, so we made the most of the sunshine, packed a picnic and headed to a local play park for the day. The weather was absolutely gorgeous and the kids played lovely, resulting in us not leaving for home until gone 5pm.
Today was spent in similar fashion, although this time I had a friend to play, in the form of Disco, recently returned from her travels far and wide. Was lovely to see her, although very sad as she has just broken up with her fella (in very similar style to DM) much against her wishes. The man is a fool!! Spent some time generally catching up and then I dragged her to (another) local park to sit in the sunshine, have a look at the small aviary, and wander around the tiny museum doing the Easter Egg Hunt with X. I feel for her, I really do, and wish I could do more than just listen and sympathise, but she is a beautiful, strong woman and I know she will move onward and upward in time.
Caught up on the phone with old school friend Fran this evening, who is home from New Zealand (where she now lives permanently) visiting for 3 weeks. Spent over an hour chatting and filling each other in generally, and she is coming to see me tomorrow afternoon, which I am tres excited about. We will get some girly time to natter more before heading to the Nun, with plans to meet up with Lena, and Meg.
Will also (hopefully) get to see Jay again, which I'm mucho pleased about, although I have calmed down a little from the weekend, and my (newly learned) slight pessimistic nature has crept in a little. Considering this, I was glad when Lena text this afternoon to say:
Hi honey! Jay in today asking about you! We have arranged a karaoke night for Sat night! Should be fun x
Despite being very pleased to read this, I have to say... karafuckingoke?!?!!? What is she thinking?! I am sooo not singing to bloody karaoke, (and any of my long standing friends will be applauding at this point!), due mainly to the fact that despite sounding like Cameron Diaz in 'My Best Friend's Wedding' (unfortunately!), I'm sure my caterwauling would not provoke deeper and more meaningful affection for me, but would, in fact, be enough to send him running immediately!! Probably with his hands over his ears!!
I am looking forward to seeing him though, and have to admit to a slightly warm fuzzy feeling inside to know he has still been asking about me. Even if it does mean I am to be subjected to Lena's bizarre choice of evening entertainment!
Today was spent in similar fashion, although this time I had a friend to play, in the form of Disco, recently returned from her travels far and wide. Was lovely to see her, although very sad as she has just broken up with her fella (in very similar style to DM) much against her wishes. The man is a fool!! Spent some time generally catching up and then I dragged her to (another) local park to sit in the sunshine, have a look at the small aviary, and wander around the tiny museum doing the Easter Egg Hunt with X. I feel for her, I really do, and wish I could do more than just listen and sympathise, but she is a beautiful, strong woman and I know she will move onward and upward in time.
Caught up on the phone with old school friend Fran this evening, who is home from New Zealand (where she now lives permanently) visiting for 3 weeks. Spent over an hour chatting and filling each other in generally, and she is coming to see me tomorrow afternoon, which I am tres excited about. We will get some girly time to natter more before heading to the Nun, with plans to meet up with Lena, and Meg.
Will also (hopefully) get to see Jay again, which I'm mucho pleased about, although I have calmed down a little from the weekend, and my (newly learned) slight pessimistic nature has crept in a little. Considering this, I was glad when Lena text this afternoon to say:
Hi honey! Jay in today asking about you! We have arranged a karaoke night for Sat night! Should be fun x
Despite being very pleased to read this, I have to say... karafuckingoke?!?!!? What is she thinking?! I am sooo not singing to bloody karaoke, (and any of my long standing friends will be applauding at this point!), due mainly to the fact that despite sounding like Cameron Diaz in 'My Best Friend's Wedding' (unfortunately!), I'm sure my caterwauling would not provoke deeper and more meaningful affection for me, but would, in fact, be enough to send him running immediately!! Probably with his hands over his ears!!
I am looking forward to seeing him though, and have to admit to a slightly warm fuzzy feeling inside to know he has still been asking about me. Even if it does mean I am to be subjected to Lena's bizarre choice of evening entertainment!
The things I've learnt...
Sometimes no matter how much you love someone it isn't enough to make things right.
I'm not the quitter that I thought I was.
You can't fight for a relationship if the other person isn't willing to meet you half way.
My past is a part of me, it isn't my total. I make no apologies for it.
I still believe in happy ever afters.
Sometimes I get things wrong.
The first cut really is the deepest.
Sometimes you have to do what you have to do, no matter how long it takes, to really be sure you're done.
You have to recognise when you're beaten.
I'm more willing to take risks and make changes than I give myself credit for.
I'm more scared of him coming back when it's too late, than of him never coming back at all.
Sometimes love just don't make sense, no matter how much you try to make it.
I have truly been in love. I want to truly be in love again.
I'm not the quitter that I thought I was.
You can't fight for a relationship if the other person isn't willing to meet you half way.
My past is a part of me, it isn't my total. I make no apologies for it.
I still believe in happy ever afters.
Sometimes I get things wrong.
The first cut really is the deepest.
Sometimes you have to do what you have to do, no matter how long it takes, to really be sure you're done.
You have to recognise when you're beaten.
I'm more willing to take risks and make changes than I give myself credit for.
I'm more scared of him coming back when it's too late, than of him never coming back at all.
Sometimes love just don't make sense, no matter how much you try to make it.
I have truly been in love. I want to truly be in love again.
Spookily true
| Sagittarius - Your Love Profile |
 Your playful nature brings out the happy inner-child in dates. You're willing to take risks in love... and reap the rewards. You've got a killer sense of humor that gets talking with any hottie you meet. Your negative traits: Sometimes your sarcasm comes off as biting and abrasive. You can be brutally honest, tactless, and truthful even when it hurts. You're such a free spirit that you find it hard to commit to one person. Your ideal partner: Someone high energy who will pick up and out with you whenever. Is creative and fun - thinking of new adventures for the two of you. Is bold... and not afraid to tell you "I love you" early on. Your dating style: Unpredictable. You never know how the night is going to end up. Your seduction style: Daring. You're always pushing to try something new in the bedroom. Full of imagination. You've always got a new fantasy you're dying to try. Spiritually driven. Sex for you can be an other-worldly act. Tips for the future: Realize that while freedom is great - sometimes a stable relationship is better. It's not all about you. Focus on your partner's needs every once and a while. Make up your mind about your partner, and stick to it. Your fickle nature will ruin things otherwise. Best color to attract mate: Purple Best day for a date: Thursday |
Thursday, April 05, 2007
Interview with the Fat Controller...
Another interview courtesy of FC (http://www.joeheather.blogspot.com/)
1) What is the last thing you bought just to please yourself (fags and booze excluded)?
Lots of lovely new clothes for the summer!
2)Who introduced you to blogging and what was the first blog you read?
Girl With The One-Track Mind. I heard/read something about her and I got curious about this blogging malarkey, so I looked up her blog, read it write back from the very beginning, and then a while later set up my own. I'm glad I did.
3) Do you wear specs/contact lenses? (Supplementary question if 'yes'- 'When it comes to sex, contacts beat specs': Discuss.)
Neither. Perfect vision me!
4)Is there a picture of you on The Web somewhere?
There is one of me on MySpace, and one of me on FriendsReunited, (they are the only ones I'm aware of anyway!) and no I'm not going to give you the referring urls!! I did post a picture on here very briefly a while ago, I may do so again in the future...
5)What is the worst job you ever had?
I don't think I've ever had a bad job, I wouldn't be able to stick with something I didn't enjoy. I did used to sell Ann Summers years ago, but actually it was a fab job!
1) What is the last thing you bought just to please yourself (fags and booze excluded)?
Lots of lovely new clothes for the summer!
2)Who introduced you to blogging and what was the first blog you read?
Girl With The One-Track Mind. I heard/read something about her and I got curious about this blogging malarkey, so I looked up her blog, read it write back from the very beginning, and then a while later set up my own. I'm glad I did.
3) Do you wear specs/contact lenses? (Supplementary question if 'yes'- 'When it comes to sex, contacts beat specs': Discuss.)
Neither. Perfect vision me!
4)Is there a picture of you on The Web somewhere?
There is one of me on MySpace, and one of me on FriendsReunited, (they are the only ones I'm aware of anyway!) and no I'm not going to give you the referring urls!! I did post a picture on here very briefly a while ago, I may do so again in the future...
5)What is the worst job you ever had?
I don't think I've ever had a bad job, I wouldn't be able to stick with something I didn't enjoy. I did used to sell Ann Summers years ago, but actually it was a fab job!
Quote Interview...
Well another interviewee in the form of Quote (http://allmyownworn.blogspot.com/) threw down the gauntlet... (Rules as before!)
1. Who is your oddest living relative?
I wish I had even one odd relative - alas, they are all boringly normal!
2. What is your favourite kind of envelope?
One addressed to me stuffed with money!
3. If you read the word "penis" whose penis first springs to mind?
I can't say any particular penis springs to mind! Much as I'm "all about the cock" (to quote a fellow blogger), it's the whole package that really gets me going. I guess it would be the last one I saw or the one I am hoping to see.
4. Which animal were you in a previous life?
A cat. Most definitely a cat!
5. What do you reckon?
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1. Who is your oddest living relative?
I wish I had even one odd relative - alas, they are all boringly normal!
2. What is your favourite kind of envelope?
One addressed to me stuffed with money!
3. If you read the word "penis" whose penis first springs to mind?
I can't say any particular penis springs to mind! Much as I'm "all about the cock" (to quote a fellow blogger), it's the whole package that really gets me going. I guess it would be the last one I saw or the one I am hoping to see.
4. Which animal were you in a previous life?
A cat. Most definitely a cat!
5. What do you reckon?
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Wednesday, April 04, 2007
Innocent Interview
Loving this from Innocent Bystander (http://innocent-stander.blogspot.com/) ! Below are my answers to his questions of me - kind of like a personal tailor made tag.
The Rules:
Leave me a comment saying, "Interview me."
I respond by asking you five personal questions (I will leave these questions for you in my comments) so I can get to know you better.
If I already know you well, expect the questions may be a little more intimate!
You'll update your journal/blog thing/whatever with the answers to the questions (please don't leave your answers in my comments).
You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the post.
When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.
So! These were my "Innocent" questions...
1. How old will you be on your next birthday?
Ah, I like to start with an easy one!! 36. Unfortunately!!
2. If you didn’t need to work, how would you spend your days?
Seeing the world, spending money and getting someone else to make me beautiful! Although when the interest in that ran out I know I'd end up doing some voluntary work exactly the same as the work I currently get paid for. I love it so much!
3. Describe your perfect partner.
Someone who is sure of themself without being arrogant. Who is intelligent without being boring. Who is funny without being the laughing stock. Who is attractive without being too aware of it. Who is willing to take risks emotionally without risking my emotions. And who thinks all of those things about me, and only me.
4. Spit or swallow?
Spit?!! Spit?!! Not on my life!
5. If you had to spend your last £5 now, what would you purchase?
A packet of fags. (Though it would now cost me an extra 4p I've just discovered!!).
So thank you Innocent, and there's a little piece of me. Feel free to give me 5 questions of your own (is that in the rules?? God, I'm so not good at following rules!!), or ask me to interview you - although remember I have no imagination for such things :-)
The Rules:
Leave me a comment saying, "Interview me."
I respond by asking you five personal questions (I will leave these questions for you in my comments) so I can get to know you better.
If I already know you well, expect the questions may be a little more intimate!
You'll update your journal/blog thing/whatever with the answers to the questions (please don't leave your answers in my comments).
You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the post.
When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.
So! These were my "Innocent" questions...
1. How old will you be on your next birthday?
Ah, I like to start with an easy one!! 36. Unfortunately!!
2. If you didn’t need to work, how would you spend your days?
Seeing the world, spending money and getting someone else to make me beautiful! Although when the interest in that ran out I know I'd end up doing some voluntary work exactly the same as the work I currently get paid for. I love it so much!
3. Describe your perfect partner.
Someone who is sure of themself without being arrogant. Who is intelligent without being boring. Who is funny without being the laughing stock. Who is attractive without being too aware of it. Who is willing to take risks emotionally without risking my emotions. And who thinks all of those things about me, and only me.
4. Spit or swallow?
Spit?!! Spit?!! Not on my life!
5. If you had to spend your last £5 now, what would you purchase?
A packet of fags. (Though it would now cost me an extra 4p I've just discovered!!).
So thank you Innocent, and there's a little piece of me. Feel free to give me 5 questions of your own (is that in the rules?? God, I'm so not good at following rules!!), or ask me to interview you - although remember I have no imagination for such things :-)
Tuesday, April 03, 2007
Sunday, April 01, 2007
I am OG, hear me roar ...
What a funny, funny random evening! Went out with girly mates tonight, with nothing more exciting planned than a simple night around the home town, to start after picking up Bea at just after 8 and then heading for Meg Ryan and Straight Mate before a crawl round the various local establishments.
In the middle of the afternoon old friend Lena text to say where we out tonight as she fancied a girly night out, so ever the one to oblige I arranged to pick her up from the village pub where she works just out of town around 8, and then head on as above. When I got to the pub I text to tell her I was in the car park and she rang and asked me to come in for one. As the others were all expecting me I told her no and said I'd wait a minute while she finished her drink. Pretty much straight away I spotted in my rear view mirror this very attractive man heading my way. I wound down the window.
"Are you OG?"
"Yep"
"You have to come in for one. Come on!"
"Okay, if I must!"
Some very brief banter followed in the walk across the car park, during which he said he was so pleased I was coming he'd even written my name on his arm! It later transpired he has OG tattooed on his arm - one of those home made tattoos that so many men of a certain age and a probably dubious background have! (How weird is that?!)
As we walked in he was talking to a kid, that seemed to belong to him, (it is his), and after just a few minutes of being in there he put his arm round the girl standing next to him and gave her a kiss on the cheek. I'm just thinking, "damn", first fit bloke who's taken my eye as a potential for a while and he's married with a kid and about to introduce me to his wife! Two minutes later she introduces herself, and her girlfriend of 2 years sitting behind her. Result!!
Anyway, after being introduced to him properly (and discovering not only is he single but also looking for a relationship), as well as the others, who all seemed a good crowd, Lena and I ended up staying at the pub until just before 9, generally having a laugh with the locals, and I spent some time chatting (and flirting ever so slightly!) with him. I was thanking my lucky stars that I had made some effort before going out, because he is truly, truly scrummy, and the first man I have met for a long while that has the air of real potential about him! Tall, dark, average build, late 30's (I think!) and good looking in that not-too-pretty-but-trendy-enough way that I like best. He also seems funny, cheeky and a bit of geezer, but a geezer with plenty of money by the looks of things. He ordered 2 bottles of champagne without batting an eyelid (or making a big show of it!) just before I left!
Lena kept telling me he really liked me (although she was pissed and loved up with a different fella, so I don't really trust her word!), and he did seem to be pretty interested. At one point when we were talking about cooking said "So, when do you want to go out for dinner then?", which I just laughed off. Lena was desperate for us to stay for the rest of the night, which I was quite keen on, but I'd already arranged to see the other girls and wouldn't let them down just like that so eventually I dragged her out of there. I said goodbye to him as I was leaving and went to do the standard double air kissing thing, and was quite surprised when he gave me a really big hug too! I returned the hug and kept it friendly and flirty with "Nice to meet you, might well see you again some time", to which he replied "I hope so!" All good there then, but I kept it very cool with "Maybe!". So, methinks I shall be heading over the village pub very soon!
Finally picked Bea up, and caught up with Meg and Straight in hometown where we went on our merry way. I must have been wearing that mystical Eau De Whore, because I was pulling in some serious looking, then a few pubs in who should I bump into but M! (The old fuck buddy that never really kicked off as a fuck buddy!). I went over to him and KD and said a few words to them, though not a lot to him as I thought he was being a bit standoffish. Carried on around the town when he turned up in the local dive around 1am. He only said a curt hello on the way past to the gents, which I thought was a bit odd, but not that big a deal, but then he just ignored me on the way back. Meg just gave me a look that said 'strange!', I nodded and carried on with the dancing and singing as before.
A short while later he came up again, and said "Are you ignoring me?". I was completely confused, and was like "What you on about? I thought you were ignoring me!!" He said that I had spoken to KD in the other pub but had only said a brief hello to him and he thought I was being off with him?! What the fuck! Anyway, we spent the rest of the night chatting and having a laugh and blatantly flirting with each other, while talking about us in the summer and the situation with CM etc, and then we all left together. I dropped Meg off home (Bea, Straight and Lena had all already gone), then headed to drop KD off and finally M. As I was running really late for my sitter, after I had dropped KD, M said he would come back to mine and call a taxi.
We sat chatting for about fifteen minutes about this and that, and then I figured I really ought to offer him a drink so went to put the kettle on. He came into the kitchen and we were still talking, and the next thing I know we were kissing. And man, does he kiss fucking nicely!! To cut a long story short we ended up shagging, (which although wasn't fireworks and earth moving, was remarkably good considering the let down of the previous times) and then he called a taxi.
I'm cool with the whole M thing. I think it's one of those "right time, right place" kind of things, and I did enjoy it. I really don't think I am going to be actively seeking a repeat performance but I'm not against the idea of it happening again. And I had forgotten how fucking great his kissing is!!
On the whole M is only a pleasant interlude while I'm single, though if I have my way, that status may all be about to change in the not too distant future...
Update:
Lena popped round for a while after work this afternoon to update me on the Jay situation. Apparently he spent all afternoon asking after me, and what I'd said about him. Ah bless! We are supposed to be spending Saturday night over there, which I'm looking forward to but is going to take some planning this weekend, with mate Jane over from New Zealand for a month and staying with me for Easter, and a promised day out with my Dad on Easter Sunday!! Damn the timing of it all!
PS. Apparently he brought the champagne especially to impress me! Bless!
In the middle of the afternoon old friend Lena text to say where we out tonight as she fancied a girly night out, so ever the one to oblige I arranged to pick her up from the village pub where she works just out of town around 8, and then head on as above. When I got to the pub I text to tell her I was in the car park and she rang and asked me to come in for one. As the others were all expecting me I told her no and said I'd wait a minute while she finished her drink. Pretty much straight away I spotted in my rear view mirror this very attractive man heading my way. I wound down the window.
"Are you OG?"
"Yep"
"You have to come in for one. Come on!"
"Okay, if I must!"
Some very brief banter followed in the walk across the car park, during which he said he was so pleased I was coming he'd even written my name on his arm! It later transpired he has OG tattooed on his arm - one of those home made tattoos that so many men of a certain age and a probably dubious background have! (How weird is that?!)
As we walked in he was talking to a kid, that seemed to belong to him, (it is his), and after just a few minutes of being in there he put his arm round the girl standing next to him and gave her a kiss on the cheek. I'm just thinking, "damn", first fit bloke who's taken my eye as a potential for a while and he's married with a kid and about to introduce me to his wife! Two minutes later she introduces herself, and her girlfriend of 2 years sitting behind her. Result!!
Anyway, after being introduced to him properly (and discovering not only is he single but also looking for a relationship), as well as the others, who all seemed a good crowd, Lena and I ended up staying at the pub until just before 9, generally having a laugh with the locals, and I spent some time chatting (and flirting ever so slightly!) with him. I was thanking my lucky stars that I had made some effort before going out, because he is truly, truly scrummy, and the first man I have met for a long while that has the air of real potential about him! Tall, dark, average build, late 30's (I think!) and good looking in that not-too-pretty-but-trendy-enough way that I like best. He also seems funny, cheeky and a bit of geezer, but a geezer with plenty of money by the looks of things. He ordered 2 bottles of champagne without batting an eyelid (or making a big show of it!) just before I left!
Lena kept telling me he really liked me (although she was pissed and loved up with a different fella, so I don't really trust her word!), and he did seem to be pretty interested. At one point when we were talking about cooking said "So, when do you want to go out for dinner then?", which I just laughed off. Lena was desperate for us to stay for the rest of the night, which I was quite keen on, but I'd already arranged to see the other girls and wouldn't let them down just like that so eventually I dragged her out of there. I said goodbye to him as I was leaving and went to do the standard double air kissing thing, and was quite surprised when he gave me a really big hug too! I returned the hug and kept it friendly and flirty with "Nice to meet you, might well see you again some time", to which he replied "I hope so!" All good there then, but I kept it very cool with "Maybe!". So, methinks I shall be heading over the village pub very soon!
Finally picked Bea up, and caught up with Meg and Straight in hometown where we went on our merry way. I must have been wearing that mystical Eau De Whore, because I was pulling in some serious looking, then a few pubs in who should I bump into but M! (The old fuck buddy that never really kicked off as a fuck buddy!). I went over to him and KD and said a few words to them, though not a lot to him as I thought he was being a bit standoffish. Carried on around the town when he turned up in the local dive around 1am. He only said a curt hello on the way past to the gents, which I thought was a bit odd, but not that big a deal, but then he just ignored me on the way back. Meg just gave me a look that said 'strange!', I nodded and carried on with the dancing and singing as before.
A short while later he came up again, and said "Are you ignoring me?". I was completely confused, and was like "What you on about? I thought you were ignoring me!!" He said that I had spoken to KD in the other pub but had only said a brief hello to him and he thought I was being off with him?! What the fuck! Anyway, we spent the rest of the night chatting and having a laugh and blatantly flirting with each other, while talking about us in the summer and the situation with CM etc, and then we all left together. I dropped Meg off home (Bea, Straight and Lena had all already gone), then headed to drop KD off and finally M. As I was running really late for my sitter, after I had dropped KD, M said he would come back to mine and call a taxi.
We sat chatting for about fifteen minutes about this and that, and then I figured I really ought to offer him a drink so went to put the kettle on. He came into the kitchen and we were still talking, and the next thing I know we were kissing. And man, does he kiss fucking nicely!! To cut a long story short we ended up shagging, (which although wasn't fireworks and earth moving, was remarkably good considering the let down of the previous times) and then he called a taxi.
I'm cool with the whole M thing. I think it's one of those "right time, right place" kind of things, and I did enjoy it. I really don't think I am going to be actively seeking a repeat performance but I'm not against the idea of it happening again. And I had forgotten how fucking great his kissing is!!
On the whole M is only a pleasant interlude while I'm single, though if I have my way, that status may all be about to change in the not too distant future...
Update:
Lena popped round for a while after work this afternoon to update me on the Jay situation. Apparently he spent all afternoon asking after me, and what I'd said about him. Ah bless! We are supposed to be spending Saturday night over there, which I'm looking forward to but is going to take some planning this weekend, with mate Jane over from New Zealand for a month and staying with me for Easter, and a promised day out with my Dad on Easter Sunday!! Damn the timing of it all!
PS. Apparently he brought the champagne especially to impress me! Bless!
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