18th Feb 2006
Cigs: 8
Drinks: 2
Binges: 0
made pasta...yum...all plans to make tomato sauce ruined by empty fridge. so kept chucking things into it and end result quite good. ladies night again, new place. just me and char, thank god. deep conversations about life and let downs and relaitonships and expectation and godknowswot and i think we managed to reahc some conclusions. but i never can coherently remeber or articulate those things. sheh. this followed by animated idscussion about idelogoy and marginal ideology and privielgin and bubbles and self-awareness or the lack thereof and the similarities between the pisspot and greoge bush's america. in pub. both of us in pink. hahaha. actually went to waiter and requested pink candle, to which he said, of course madam it cant be any other oclour. *blush* mish we're goin there when you're here.
also there were 2 boys from regular place, the one who leans in too muhc and sticks han on small of back - not to me of course, im not hot enough to merit the treatment, and other who i used to think was creepy but, possibly because of current company he keeps, turns out ok. but still, its so silly how they will ignore me pointedly unless i am wiht one of my hot firends. right so boy number 1, whom we shall henceforward refer to as moron, is trying to chat up char, supremely unaware off act that has attempted to do so twice before and has been rebuffed and she remembers it even if he doesnt. so both of us are trying to keep straigh faces and moron is doing best to impress. char finally usuas ultimate weapoin and says: im married. moron: oh. and toddles off only to reappear in 5 minutes to say: but youre beautiful. char: i know and desperately turns away to hide laughter. later on moron says, yeah man i think after youre 18 you never grow up more man and yeah man im like that man. and both of us biting lips to not say, and thats a GOOD thing?? she said later that she kept thinking of mean things to say but cldnt. cos he wasnt nasty only stupid. at which point other guys goes, oh i had a facial the other day and its the most painful thyis ever. talking it over later we decided this was decidedly better than moron's conversatoinal topics: yeah man i do drugs man a lot of drugs.
char and me have had fabulous idea. we intend to rent a room for a night in a fancy hotel for a night. it cant be more than expensive dinner. so then we shall bubble bath and get pissed drunk and have girls night. its such a cool thing really cos it is a bit like taking a vacation to lounge in lap of luxury! bathtubs and wotnot, considering i was given bathsalts by irritating cousin, can use em.
have realised play might be a disaster, shall have to have tlak with peple today. i dont have the energy for it. and when i dot have energy noone else will. so we sorta droop our way through rehearsal. and right now it gives me no joy, so it is rather pointless, no?
oo must say at this point, for all the people taking exception to the agitations over the cartoon, howcome noones making a fuss about the fuss bieng made because a gay actor is supposed to aply a missionary in some film??
Drinks: 2
Binges: 0
made pasta...yum...all plans to make tomato sauce ruined by empty fridge. so kept chucking things into it and end result quite good. ladies night again, new place. just me and char, thank god. deep conversations about life and let downs and relaitonships and expectation and godknowswot and i think we managed to reahc some conclusions. but i never can coherently remeber or articulate those things. sheh. this followed by animated idscussion about idelogoy and marginal ideology and privielgin and bubbles and self-awareness or the lack thereof and the similarities between the pisspot and greoge bush's america. in pub. both of us in pink. hahaha. actually went to waiter and requested pink candle, to which he said, of course madam it cant be any other oclour. *blush* mish we're goin there when you're here.
also there were 2 boys from regular place, the one who leans in too muhc and sticks han on small of back - not to me of course, im not hot enough to merit the treatment, and other who i used to think was creepy but, possibly because of current company he keeps, turns out ok. but still, its so silly how they will ignore me pointedly unless i am wiht one of my hot firends. right so boy number 1, whom we shall henceforward refer to as moron, is trying to chat up char, supremely unaware off act that has attempted to do so twice before and has been rebuffed and she remembers it even if he doesnt. so both of us are trying to keep straigh faces and moron is doing best to impress. char finally usuas ultimate weapoin and says: im married. moron: oh. and toddles off only to reappear in 5 minutes to say: but youre beautiful. char: i know and desperately turns away to hide laughter. later on moron says, yeah man i think after youre 18 you never grow up more man and yeah man im like that man. and both of us biting lips to not say, and thats a GOOD thing?? she said later that she kept thinking of mean things to say but cldnt. cos he wasnt nasty only stupid. at which point other guys goes, oh i had a facial the other day and its the most painful thyis ever. talking it over later we decided this was decidedly better than moron's conversatoinal topics: yeah man i do drugs man a lot of drugs.
char and me have had fabulous idea. we intend to rent a room for a night in a fancy hotel for a night. it cant be more than expensive dinner. so then we shall bubble bath and get pissed drunk and have girls night. its such a cool thing really cos it is a bit like taking a vacation to lounge in lap of luxury! bathtubs and wotnot, considering i was given bathsalts by irritating cousin, can use em.
have realised play might be a disaster, shall have to have tlak with peple today. i dont have the energy for it. and when i dot have energy noone else will. so we sorta droop our way through rehearsal. and right now it gives me no joy, so it is rather pointless, no?
oo must say at this point, for all the people taking exception to the agitations over the cartoon, howcome noones making a fuss about the fuss bieng made because a gay actor is supposed to aply a missionary in some film??
posted by MinCat at 11:28 AM
6 Comments:
Language 9/10.
Now we've just got to stop your other filthy habit - smoking.
Ah, I can stop acting like a father-figure now.
The cryptic comment in the last para of my post today, tells the world that I am now a single man.
Albeit one who will probably have died from this cold in the next 24 hours, having no-one to mop my fevered brow, and make me chicken soup.
Thats a good thing Dave. Youd probably have died of Bird Flu.
The cold isn’t really fatal. I was just playing up to an image that men are wimps. It’s a lot better today actually.
dear me who ever said you had to in the first place! :P and misha's right, bird flu bewaaaaare. good to nkow youy're better
HAHAHAHA!!!
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