Empty bars in the afternoon

By means of extemporaneous discourse a study of the curiosities and peculiarities of the human condition in its many wicked and wise ways

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[197] Somebody up there likes you

It’s been quite an interesting week. I’ve been seeing Lois quite a bit and enjoy being with her more each time I see her and get to know her better. It takes quite a while for me to feel at ease around new people but it’s happening pleasantly quickly with her. I am now almost certain, too, that she is not an animatronic puppet under the control of Wiggy. The strangest part of it all is finding yourself actively missing someone, or more precisely, missing the excitement and tension of being with someone new who you like. I’ve been surprised by how quickly this has come on. I’m so used to being relatively indifferent to whichever of my friends are around at whichever moment that to find myself noticing that one person isn’t there is taking a little getting used to. It’s a little worrying as I don’t want to read more.

[198] As you lay in awe on your bedroom floor

Well, I only need to see her one more time before I can finally begin to accept that she isn’t an animatronic puppet controlled by Wiggy for his own evil ends…

Joking aside, here’s the update for your voyeuristic pleasure: all is well at the moment. I’m not going to elaborate as it’d only be for your amusement, and if that kind of thing still interests you there’s five years worth of bollocks already on here to fill that gap. I’ve had a great time with Lois, taking it easy and very much enjoying her company, and that’s all there is to say.

(Hey, it’s 13:37pm. w00t.)

In other news, I think I’ll be staying in this job for another couple of months at least, unless something markedly better comes up. I’ll find out in the middle of February whether the company win the contract to provide and support 1,400 laptops read more.

[39] Cheap red wine

I regret the period of my life when I was gullible enough to believe the three for a tenner red wines were at all better than the two for a fiver crap.

[199] Rubik’s cube solved

If that last entry, and subsequent events, have reminded me of anything, it’s why I stopped writing on here so often. You feel darker than David Blunkett sat in a black hole listening to Pantera one day, and the next you find that cause for optimism that you so missed. Immediately, what you wrote a matter of hours ago feels irrelevant, misguided and embarassing. Now, it’s all sunshine and light and the days fly by. I’m a turncoat who could have taught Judas a thing or two… but what can you do, eh? Time to forget about all this. While I won’t be fully satisfied this isn’t Wiggy’s latest and greatest effort in tormenting me until I have met her at least three times and confirmed she isn’t made up of parts borrowed from a Jim Henson film, I am looking forward to doing something with Lois in a way read more.

[200] Rubik’s cube

If only Up With A Partridge were a real programme, I could be listening to it now. It’s 3.46am and I’ve laid for four hours unable to sleep, the will to which has mysteriously decided to leave me. For the first time in weeks I’ve had time entirely alone with nothing to occupy myself other than thought; the holiday has been and gone, the two weeks of constant company, and as soon as I find myself alone I find myself dragged down by the accumulation of events over the past few weeks.

None of these events are major; I appreciate this. None of them, either, have dragged me down and crippled me; they have just kicked in that feeling of weariness and disillusionment which hits every so often. I’ve been battling this absurd need to be with someone for years now and the longer it has gone on, the more frustrating read more.



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