No Job, No Spanish, No Money and No Sense!
There is an unwritten rule that if you do not express interest that things will come to you. Monday night was enjoyable in a more surreal and more quiet way than normal. Lir spent the next day sending me messages telling me how great I am (and I love it). Duff practically sat on my knee the whole night and was more hyper-active than a cat on speed. I think he doesn't know what to do with me - always a disheartening realisation. But I hung out with my flat mate (and Duff) and tottered about delightedly, for some reason giving Crow a massage which he says nearly crippled him, which is a compliment seeing as how strong he is, the ox.
Ah I miss playing hurling.
The days are clearing up a wee bit, with one of our first "warm" days at oooo nearly 14 degrees today! That means only one jumper! I got my shoes back from the shoemaker, and now I have a great selection of cat's paws to wear, as my friends call them. Apparently I have feet like a cat. Neat and tidy. I think it is the whole Pisces foot thing you see.
I booked my ticket last night to go to Spain. At 5pm in work I was feeling antsy and I just called Piscin and said - lookat. Everytime we meet we end up getting drunk rather than discussing our plans. Will we just book for Barcelona? Okay, she grinned (I could hear it on the phone). How about.....*searched for cheap flights*.....the 23rd? Of May? I heard the grin stretch. WOOHOO! We're off to Barking Lonely! And I don't care that we've no jobs, no spanish, no clue, no money, and no sense!
Today I went around pleased as the Cuban Rum I bought in Duty Free. Mmmm. Cuban....
I also found a minder for Kaptain Kat. Now all I have to do is clean my room.
On a minus, I have decided to wait for Spideog to contact me next. I'm not playing games, but I don't want to be clingy and I know that I am. Or tend to be. He has not contacted me. I don't know what is going on, but when Fairy, our mutual friend, asks if I kissed any Italians, it means either she STILL doesn't know (unlikely) or she knows it wouldn't matter to him. Unrelated to him, I am meeting her tonight for a session and perhaps a gig. I turned down a gig on Saturday cos I want to work and earn a few bob....
Ah I miss playing hurling.
The days are clearing up a wee bit, with one of our first "warm" days at oooo nearly 14 degrees today! That means only one jumper! I got my shoes back from the shoemaker, and now I have a great selection of cat's paws to wear, as my friends call them. Apparently I have feet like a cat. Neat and tidy. I think it is the whole Pisces foot thing you see.
I booked my ticket last night to go to Spain. At 5pm in work I was feeling antsy and I just called Piscin and said - lookat. Everytime we meet we end up getting drunk rather than discussing our plans. Will we just book for Barcelona? Okay, she grinned (I could hear it on the phone). How about.....*searched for cheap flights*.....the 23rd? Of May? I heard the grin stretch. WOOHOO! We're off to Barking Lonely! And I don't care that we've no jobs, no spanish, no clue, no money, and no sense!
Today I went around pleased as the Cuban Rum I bought in Duty Free. Mmmm. Cuban....
I also found a minder for Kaptain Kat. Now all I have to do is clean my room.
On a minus, I have decided to wait for Spideog to contact me next. I'm not playing games, but I don't want to be clingy and I know that I am. Or tend to be. He has not contacted me. I don't know what is going on, but when Fairy, our mutual friend, asks if I kissed any Italians, it means either she STILL doesn't know (unlikely) or she knows it wouldn't matter to him. Unrelated to him, I am meeting her tonight for a session and perhaps a gig. I turned down a gig on Saturday cos I want to work and earn a few bob....
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