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lady_t_220... there'll be 9 plastic Wolvie's hanging on the wall...
Rachie just phoned. Finalising that John's going up to Preston to pick her up on Friday.
She was a little concerned that Charlie's been kind of offhand and pissy with her lately.
I really didn't want to say dude, it's because you're boring the crap out of her.
Talking to Rachie can be taxing at times. 2 hours of "Aggh, Bunny, I'm going mad, he's so sweet, I'm gonna' die, he's such a drip, aagh, boring people at work, blah blah, I dunno, ooh, Bunny, I'm kinda' drunk again, the manky water in the dip-tank has given me a rash... I'm a duck" can be pretty taxing by anyone's standards. You do tend to zone out. I've been known to answer my e-mail while she's talking to me for want of anything better to do.
Plus Char's been in a funny mood lately anyway. I don't ask, she don't tell. I think she's still bitter that R was willing to forgo spending time with us in favour of staying up north, then was suddenly willing to drop everything and move back here to be with a guy she's only met twice.
I can sort of understand that but in the same breath I can understand the other side of it too.
If I had that freedom of finances to be able to up and move whenever I met some cute guy I think I'd be doing it as well.
I suppose R was figuring that we've known each other long enough to continue to successfully be friends despite geographical distance, wheras a new relationship does sort of require spending time with one another. (Yes I know the irony of that statement... Relationship...? Rachael...? HA!)
But I guess C figured your friends come before your prospective guy, but then as she's never HAD a guy that's the sort of blind assumption you can easily make. It doesn't necessarily mesh with reality. I don't think there can be a hard and fast rule, it depends on the people involved.
Some folks demand more attention than others.
Either way, R will be back some time on Saturday, just in time to go to the Bunny's birthday party, IF she can work out how to get there. He lives the far side of leicester and she does not drive.
Methinks this could be entertaining.
I could be bitter because I wasn't invited, but then it's one of those "stand around drinking till you pass out on the floor and don't wake up till lunchtime the next day" parties, and frankly I'd rather gouge my eyes out with a sprocket.
(I'll admit it, I have an inner Hyacinth Bucket. I do throw some pretty impressive 7 course dinners though. A party's not a party unless you have more forks than you know what to do with)
To be technical though, only R got invited. C got a sort of "I suppose this means you're coming too?" kind of assumed invitation and me... well I don't exist apparently which, while denting to my ego, is a good thing because I don't have to think up an excuse to get out of going.
Wow that makes me sound like such a miserable sod...
Becky the goth shop lady keeps complaining that we need to misspend more of our time while we still have youth to misspend. I've come to the conclusion that I'm very good at misspending my money, but my time is frankly too valuable ;)
Rachie just phoned. Finalising that John's going up to Preston to pick her up on Friday.
She was a little concerned that Charlie's been kind of offhand and pissy with her lately.
I really didn't want to say dude, it's because you're boring the crap out of her.
Talking to Rachie can be taxing at times. 2 hours of "Aggh, Bunny, I'm going mad, he's so sweet, I'm gonna' die, he's such a drip, aagh, boring people at work, blah blah, I dunno, ooh, Bunny, I'm kinda' drunk again, the manky water in the dip-tank has given me a rash... I'm a duck" can be pretty taxing by anyone's standards. You do tend to zone out. I've been known to answer my e-mail while she's talking to me for want of anything better to do.
Plus Char's been in a funny mood lately anyway. I don't ask, she don't tell. I think she's still bitter that R was willing to forgo spending time with us in favour of staying up north, then was suddenly willing to drop everything and move back here to be with a guy she's only met twice.
I can sort of understand that but in the same breath I can understand the other side of it too.
If I had that freedom of finances to be able to up and move whenever I met some cute guy I think I'd be doing it as well.
I suppose R was figuring that we've known each other long enough to continue to successfully be friends despite geographical distance, wheras a new relationship does sort of require spending time with one another. (Yes I know the irony of that statement... Relationship...? Rachael...? HA!)
But I guess C figured your friends come before your prospective guy, but then as she's never HAD a guy that's the sort of blind assumption you can easily make. It doesn't necessarily mesh with reality. I don't think there can be a hard and fast rule, it depends on the people involved.
Some folks demand more attention than others.
Either way, R will be back some time on Saturday, just in time to go to the Bunny's birthday party, IF she can work out how to get there. He lives the far side of leicester and she does not drive.
Methinks this could be entertaining.
I could be bitter because I wasn't invited, but then it's one of those "stand around drinking till you pass out on the floor and don't wake up till lunchtime the next day" parties, and frankly I'd rather gouge my eyes out with a sprocket.
(I'll admit it, I have an inner Hyacinth Bucket. I do throw some pretty impressive 7 course dinners though. A party's not a party unless you have more forks than you know what to do with)
To be technical though, only R got invited. C got a sort of "I suppose this means you're coming too?" kind of assumed invitation and me... well I don't exist apparently which, while denting to my ego, is a good thing because I don't have to think up an excuse to get out of going.
Wow that makes me sound like such a miserable sod...
Becky the goth shop lady keeps complaining that we need to misspend more of our time while we still have youth to misspend. I've come to the conclusion that I'm very good at misspending my money, but my time is frankly too valuable ;)
