Well actually have I really been that busy....im not sure, however, I have been on holiday. So we went off to Italy. Ralph, one of the guys from work, has a family place over there and it was amazing. SO so so nice and relaxing which is exactly what i was looking for. Altogether it was me, Ralph, Subz and Robin who of which is the store manager. I suppose it's not something I would have thought of doing before (going on holiday with your boss), however it was actually ok. We all kinda had the same expectations of the trip and that's exactly what we got. Chilling, food and lots and lots of beer. I swear i have never had sooo much beer in such a short time period. THe first day between us we had something like 120 bottles of lager..... not good. Although the strange thing is that I had nowhere near the same kinda hangover that i get over here. It's like the old geezer that runs the churches over there..... poppy or something they call him. It was like he had blessed it himself..... very nice indeed so we took full advantage.
This beer onslaught was however after Robin, the boss, took it upon himself to fall down a great dirty hole at the side of the road before we had even reached the house. We stopped on the 2 hour journey from the airport to the house at a lay-by to have a piss and a fag. As we walk a little away from the car into a grassed area to have a wee wee, im talking to subz and turn to talk to robin and ....... he's........ gone!! I look around and then hear subz go to his knees and shout afetr robin. We all walk over and look down this 7-8ft hole to see the top of robins head (every time a car went passed) shining in the midnight light of Italian fog lamps. There had happened to just be a huge hole in the grass which he happened to find all by himself. hahahahaha well after getting him out i nearly pissed myself laughing and actually we all had to lean on the car to stop from falling over with hilarity. What a cock!!!
So after hols it was back to reality. And also back to Miranda after her op. It was all very exciting to see her and to check she was all ok. Actually there isn't that much to say because she was just really tired through lack of real scran and I had to learn the finer points of straining cuppa soup every now and then for her little treat lol. Things seem to be all good and im sure things will only get better.
Tattoo! The next installment has happened. Actually since I last posted there has been 2. I will put on in now and the other at the end of this post but that will be tmrw because I cant be arsed to get out of my warm bed to take the pic. The first one is the soil and the floor of the forest scene. It was a kinda mish mash of ideas and actually it doesn't really look like anything at the moment but I can assure.... myself..... that it will do. And now looking at it I think people must look and imagine that im going to look like some sort of mental tree man or something but I have all faith in Nick at the shop, he WILL do me proud.
The date!! So I suppose the one big thing that happened as well was going out on a date. I met this guy on a site a while ago and we decided to meet up after many nights of chatting on msn and emails. I said we should go to soho because he had never been before and actually this was kinda his first time with a guy, so he said.
We met up and although I had seen a picture of him I thought he was going to be a little better looking than he was but anyhoo he wasn't a troll and im no oil painting myself so off we went to the american diner on carnaby street. Sat down and the chat was flowing and so to were the drinks. We ate and then I said lets go and get pissed. We went into soho and started drinking through the hours.
Now comes the bit where I start getting a little suspicious. He had said at the beginning of the night that he HAD to get the last train home and that I should remind him. SO I did a couple of times and he said yep yep thats fine. So it got to like 1:30am and I now knew we were either going for a hotel or back to the flat. Couldn't get a hotel so off to the flat we went. Got back to the house and off came the kit and we dived into bed. Now up until this point we have not kissed as I realy wasn't getting the vibes that he wanted to public. Any hoot one thing leads to another and well lets just say that I very much doubt it was his first time.
To add to my already mounting issues with the boy. He was loud. Like really loud. To the point the cheester heard it, which is a small miracle because she sometimes has problems hearing herself. So that kinda annoyed me too and then he just got up and said he needed a drink and walked out the room and round the flat stark bolloko. I was like-
"you know my flat-mate is in"
"Yeah"
"So put some clothes on you dingleberry"
"Oh yeah..haha"
(I at this point was neither laughing or horny so his fate was pretty much sealed from here on in).
So I went off for hols and thought id let him down when I got back. He had been texting throughout the time and so I thought id say that I had got back together with an old boyfriend and I was really sorry that it happened like this and I would never had gotten in touch with him if I thought it could happen. I thought this was a nice way of being let down and definitely a way I would like to be dumped when the time came later in life.
OOHHHH well the little shite starts giving it big licks saying things like -
" oh well thanks. Ive come out to family and friends because I thought we were going to see more of each other now I look like a total dick! Why did you bother getting in contact" etc etc etc.
I sir was not a happy chappy. But I suppose I feel like I did the right thing so I can live with that.
Tired. I leave now.
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