All The Small Things

I'm not interested in just hooking up...

 

but we could have ice-cream.

 

 

I like ice-cream - what more can I say!

Been a while since I posted, and I apologise for it. I've been hellishly busy, away, and oft without internet access unfortunately.

So this post will be covering the basics, not all the good and wonderful things I've been doing lately.

Firstly, another wonderful catchup with my dear friend Mrs. Macca again last week, or was it the week before now? I can't remember! Anyway, we caught up, and we went to visit our dear friend Meg. How nice it is to be able to sit out at the cemetary with her, plonk down on her grave with a cuppa and have a chat with her about whats going on in our lives.

We were doing some things for Mrs. Macca's impending nuptuals to CK - which I am looking forward to with some excitement! I think that Meg was with us, helping us to select the perfect lines. I'm sure that she watches over our activities with much interest actually - laughing at some of the silly things that go on, our funny little worries and woes. She had such incredible perspective.

I had a date with batchelor #2 on Friday, which was interesting. Well, it was interesting in its lack of interesting-ness perhaps. I was looking forward to it, I even made a total effort and got dressed up and everything. I was charming and witty and asked lots of open ended questions. And it was hard work. Really hard work.

We went to dinner, he had made reservations. (Points awarded) He watched TV over my shoulder throughout the meal. (Points deducted). Why ask me out if you want to watch TV? You can do that at home! And I'm really quite good company - I can't remember anyone ever watching TV over my shoulder before. That's a first.

It wasn't even that there was anything really WRONG with the evening, (except for the TV thing, and that was fleeting) it was more that there was absolutely no spark. We went from dinner to the movies, where we found out that the movie we wanted to watch was an hour away from starting. So we went and had dessert, to kill some time.

Longest. Hour. Of. My. Life.

Really, it takes two to have a conversation. It's hard yards to talk to someone who doesn't understand that basic principle.

So we went to the movies. No popcorn. No drinks. We were too full from dinner. We saw Pirates of the Carribean, which was actaully really good, and excellent as a choice, because it was so long! By the time it got out it was 12.15am, and I could say that I was tired and needed to go home.

Which I wasn't, for the record.

So he walked me back to my car, said goodnight, and off he went.

I assumed that because he didn't go in for the goodnight kiss, or say "Lets get together again soon" or anything similar, that he'd had the same experience of the night as me, and didn't wish to repeat it.

I was wrong. I went to the game on Saturday, and up he came. Can I give you a call during the week to catch up?

What could I say?? He'd bought his mates over with him, I couldn't knock him back in front of them, that'd be awful. So I just kindof mumbled Ok and got the hell out of there.

So he texted me that night, to see if he could call me, and then again to let me know the score of the game. Two texts in the space of two hours. I tell you, there should be a phone licence. You only get a mobile if you can text responsibly. He knew I was going out, so why text me? I was at a birthday party out of phone range, so I didn't get his texts until I was on my way home, and it was too late to call him then anyways.

I'm going to have to tell him that I'm really not interested in going out again. Any advice on how to do this would be most appreciated. I feel so silly, because I really don't know how he could have enjoyed himself enough to want to do it again - I had the most dull time. I didn't think this would be an issue!

Tonight I had Mary and the Tick Tock person round for dinner (yeah, I know.) and I was talking to them about it, their response was:

"You were bored??" (Mary)

"Yup." (Me)

"Shit, he must have been boring!" (Tick Tock person)

What can I say, I'm easily amused. Most of the time, I'll have a good time regardless of the company or activity involved. It's an attitude thing. But I really struggled this night. I just didn't have fun.

Having those two round for dinner was a laugh. We cooked, which was fun, and then we ate, then we cleaned up and played cards. They're a funny pair, not "really" dating. But he fancies her like crazy, and she him.

Its a bit weird, seeing them together. I wondered if it would bother me, but it doesn't. I'm over him. Didn't think it would happen so quickly, but his behaviour around Mary is enough to turn anyone off!!

I'm going out on Thursday with Batchelor #1, the dancing man, and that should be good - I had a chat to him about the constant ringing and texting, and he's backed right off. I'm glad about that, because he's very good company really, and I did have fun when we went out last time.

In other news, I'm knackered.

Its beginning to worry me a bit.

I'm getting tired earlier and earlier. Its not like me. I am usually a night time person, I can go to bed late, and I'm fine.

This last week or so, I find I'm getting tired by about 10pm, and I'm still tired when I wake up at 8 or 9. Its rediculous. It's a little frightening.

And on that note, I'm tired. Exhausted. And I'm off to bed.

Perhaps my next post will be a little more coherent!