OK, here's the picture, I'm wearing my suit (minus the jacket at the time of this story) at work. Some of you may know of a girl I might have mentioned recently. Well, she's sat in a lab talking to some guy I'm waiting to talk to. So, I start making faces at her over his shoulder, and I get this look from her. I think "Okayyy, I think I'll hide now"
OK, I know, it's childish.
Anyways, I'm over in a meeting in the building she works in, and as I leave I walk past her desk. I apologise to her for pulling the face at her. "Oh, it's OK. I was trying my hardest not to laugh".
So now I know what she looks like trying not to laugh and thinking "You sod!"
2005-05-17
2005-05-03
Majour Headfuck
OK, so I'm driving home, thinking to myself "OK, it's been far too long, need to get the ex out of my head. I need to find someone new."
Sooo, I'm off to the local supermarket. Go in, get some shopping, look for some trousers I could use for work, then go and look for a card for my bro. Looking around I see a fine looking rear view of a girl. She turns round slightly, and it's my ex. I think "Oh fuck". Don't think she saw me. As I go over to look for the birthday cards, her new feller goes over to her.
I try to catch a look at him (interested in what sort of bloke she's ended up with). To be honest, he looks a bit of a gimp.
It's been over a year now. After seeing her within touching distance since she last shouted at me with sokmeone else, I'm not sure how I feel. I think a bit embarassed. Jealousy? I don't think so. Longing? nah. Anger? Maybe, briefly.
I was tempted to go over and say "Hi", but resisted. I need to move on, get her out of my head. Here's to a new month, new oppertunities, and who knows, a new woman?
Here's hoping.
Sooo, I'm off to the local supermarket. Go in, get some shopping, look for some trousers I could use for work, then go and look for a card for my bro. Looking around I see a fine looking rear view of a girl. She turns round slightly, and it's my ex. I think "Oh fuck". Don't think she saw me. As I go over to look for the birthday cards, her new feller goes over to her.
I try to catch a look at him (interested in what sort of bloke she's ended up with). To be honest, he looks a bit of a gimp.
It's been over a year now. After seeing her within touching distance since she last shouted at me with sokmeone else, I'm not sure how I feel. I think a bit embarassed. Jealousy? I don't think so. Longing? nah. Anger? Maybe, briefly.
I was tempted to go over and say "Hi", but resisted. I need to move on, get her out of my head. Here's to a new month, new oppertunities, and who knows, a new woman?
Here's hoping.
2005-05-02
Bank Holiday “stuff”
Right, thought I'd do a quick "Yayy, done stuff" post.
Well, weekend stuff - while round a mates on Sunday, get a call from the folks. Turns out they've got their boat cleaned and painted and wanted a hand getting it in the water on Monday. Like the dutiful son that I am I said, without hesitation, that I'd help.
Come monday, I go round at about 1pm, all ready with shorts and a change of clothes. Help out with a few bits, and we head down to the sailing club. Turns out the folks got the tide times wong. Spend a couple of hours chilling out on the balcony with a beer, enjoying the sun.
Eventually the tide comes up enough to get the boat in. Dad, with a bit of guidance, reverses the boat round to the slipway, and manage to slide the boat in with no trouble.
Once cleaned up, we go to a local pub for som dinner. Fit barmaid, sweet as anything, although a bit dizzy. Typical me, do a one-line flirt thing then calm up. >.<
God I hate being me sometimes.
Well, weekend stuff - while round a mates on Sunday, get a call from the folks. Turns out they've got their boat cleaned and painted and wanted a hand getting it in the water on Monday. Like the dutiful son that I am I said, without hesitation, that I'd help.
Come monday, I go round at about 1pm, all ready with shorts and a change of clothes. Help out with a few bits, and we head down to the sailing club. Turns out the folks got the tide times wong. Spend a couple of hours chilling out on the balcony with a beer, enjoying the sun.
Eventually the tide comes up enough to get the boat in. Dad, with a bit of guidance, reverses the boat round to the slipway, and manage to slide the boat in with no trouble.
Once cleaned up, we go to a local pub for som dinner. Fit barmaid, sweet as anything, although a bit dizzy. Typical me, do a one-line flirt thing then calm up. >.<
God I hate being me sometimes.
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