People have to stop dying!
It was Sharon from work a few weeks ago. Then last week it was the twin's grandma.
Yesterday it was Moo's 33 year old brother. Motorbike accident. He left a beautiful young woman a widow, and Moo absolutely devastated. He was her third immediate family member to die in 10 years.
That girl needs a break, whoever is up there. Shine some light down on her and let only good things happen to her and her family from now on.
Monday, June 23, 2008
Bedtime Stories Part Deux
And he turned out to be an asshole who doesn't return SMSes.
Number deleted from her phone.
Number deleted from her phone.
Sunday, June 15, 2008
Bedtime Stories
She sat there deleting some of the 800 odd messages in her phone’s inbox. She chewed on her bottom lip and felt the butterflies in her stomach. She could believe she was going through with this, and was nervous that he wouldn’t show.
She fiddled with the stereo to pick the perfect song, but couldn’t find it, so she switched it off. She called her friend instead, scared that she’d been stood up. It had been 15 minutes but he was supposed to be 5.
A beep interrupted her call. It was him. He’d gone the wrong way. She had another 5 minutes to contemplate what was going to happen.
He arrived at her car and peered in.
“Thank God, you’re hot,” he exclaimed. He was so drunk the night he met her that he forgot what she looked like. She took this as a back handed compliment.
“So you don’t trust your drunk self?” she asked.
“F*** no, don’t even trust my sober self,” he replied and again, she took this as a compliment.
They were both visibly nervous, talking about nothing much in particular the whole way back to his place.
They went inside and he produced a bottle of her favourite wine.
tbc...
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Monday, June 9, 2008
My milkshake
Is bringing all the boys to the yard.
Friday night I was out with work people and messaging Flatmate, who replied saying his hot mate was there. So I grabbed B by the arm and pretty much dragged her over the river and towards the pub where Flatmate and his mates were.
On the way we sung "Bridge Over Troubled Water", Under The Bridge" and "We Built This City", high fived randoms (B), laughed uncontrollably at religo's (me), I lost my jacket, found $10 on the ground, then found the jacket again.
We arrived at the pub and found Flatmate, and his friend was nowhere to be seen. So we drank and chatted, went for a scope of the whole place and still couldn't find him.
At this stage I was a little annoyed and was just about to go up to Flatmate and bawl him out, when the hottie walked through the door. He was hotter then I remembered.
And then I headed straight for the bar and ordered a tequila shot. 10 minutes, 3 shots and a conversation with the bar chicky about why I needed 3 in quick succession, I was ready to say hello.
We were all mucking around, Flatmate pinched my camera and took masses of drunken photos (including of Hottie, if you are on my RL FB, he's the blond with the really light blue shirt).
I got chatting to another guy who thought I was 4 years younger than I am, and we somehow got onto the topic of how we both were not after relationships, and only wanted casual, no strings attached sex.
We swapped numbers and he tried to convince me to go home with him that night. I told him I couldn't, but I'd see him on the weekend. I knew I was going to at least try again with Mr wont be my friend on facebook!
After this new guy left, I went straight over to him and he whispered in my ear that I was going home with him. Which we did shortly after that.
Saturday I texted this other guy and we arranged to meet up later on the weekend, as he was down at Byron. I also saw SATC and loved it.
Sunday I made a roast lamb for my friends Max, B, Swede, the twins and RG. The night involved singstar,, much paying out of my addiction, my brother coming over (he'd got a crush on Swede), and with me telling him about this new guy I had met. The night ended up badly. I should not be allowed to consume wine ever!
Today and I still haven't met up with new guy. We'll get there at some stage this week. Today I also received and email from and ex of mine who is going to be back in Brisbane in a month. We're catching up then too.
I'm on fire! I would love to know how all this confidence has come about. Well, even though no ones reads, probably from this blog! It's exactly the same as it was when I last blogged regularly. All these unbelievable things kept happening so I kept writing about them.
I feel happy and content with these new developments in my life.
Friday night I was out with work people and messaging Flatmate, who replied saying his hot mate was there. So I grabbed B by the arm and pretty much dragged her over the river and towards the pub where Flatmate and his mates were.
On the way we sung "Bridge Over Troubled Water", Under The Bridge" and "We Built This City", high fived randoms (B), laughed uncontrollably at religo's (me), I lost my jacket, found $10 on the ground, then found the jacket again.
We arrived at the pub and found Flatmate, and his friend was nowhere to be seen. So we drank and chatted, went for a scope of the whole place and still couldn't find him.
At this stage I was a little annoyed and was just about to go up to Flatmate and bawl him out, when the hottie walked through the door. He was hotter then I remembered.
And then I headed straight for the bar and ordered a tequila shot. 10 minutes, 3 shots and a conversation with the bar chicky about why I needed 3 in quick succession, I was ready to say hello.
We were all mucking around, Flatmate pinched my camera and took masses of drunken photos (including of Hottie, if you are on my RL FB, he's the blond with the really light blue shirt).
I got chatting to another guy who thought I was 4 years younger than I am, and we somehow got onto the topic of how we both were not after relationships, and only wanted casual, no strings attached sex.
We swapped numbers and he tried to convince me to go home with him that night. I told him I couldn't, but I'd see him on the weekend. I knew I was going to at least try again with Mr wont be my friend on facebook!
After this new guy left, I went straight over to him and he whispered in my ear that I was going home with him. Which we did shortly after that.
Saturday I texted this other guy and we arranged to meet up later on the weekend, as he was down at Byron. I also saw SATC and loved it.
Sunday I made a roast lamb for my friends Max, B, Swede, the twins and RG. The night involved singstar,, much paying out of my addiction, my brother coming over (he'd got a crush on Swede), and with me telling him about this new guy I had met. The night ended up badly. I should not be allowed to consume wine ever!
Today and I still haven't met up with new guy. We'll get there at some stage this week. Today I also received and email from and ex of mine who is going to be back in Brisbane in a month. We're catching up then too.
I'm on fire! I would love to know how all this confidence has come about. Well, even though no ones reads, probably from this blog! It's exactly the same as it was when I last blogged regularly. All these unbelievable things kept happening so I kept writing about them.
I feel happy and content with these new developments in my life.
Monday, June 2, 2008
Random Thoughts for a Monday Night
I’ve drunk a lot of beer over the last few weeks when I’ve been out, and I’ve never bought any of it. I don’t know if I’d know how to order it at a bar!!
Over the last few weeks my flatmate and I have become closer as friends. Now I can tell you right now nothing will happen. He knows too much about me, and likewise me about him. I like it that way, I miss having guys as good mates.
My brother and I are getting along better each time we see each other. Which has been the past two weekends. He has said I can now visit him anytime, with lots of my friends, preferably ones of the single and female variety.
Boys are confusing. Flatmate's hot young friend stayed at our place while I was away on Saturday night. I knew cause when I arrived home, I noticed my toilet seat was up and the shower was dripping. I asked flatmate why and he said who'd been there! Why does he stay over the one night I'm not there? Cause I wasn't there, or was he actually hoping I was???
I have another crush- this time on one of my brother's friends. Could get messier than this other situation.
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