Location: Christchurch
It is Saturday night and I am in my flannel pj's watching Gone in 60 Seconds on the couch. In other words watching Angela Jolie being a babe with her bleached blond dreads getting it on with Nicolas Cage...she could do better.
Granted I have an essay due, well technically it was due yesterday and I have still not managed to finish it. Still, being at home alone (as all my flatties have either gone out or gone to bed) on a Saturday night with no texts for at least 4 hours is not conducive to having a life.
Love life update: one potential ...who is not playing ball. I definitely have a crush but do not know if he sees me as a new friend or more...he brought a coffee to me the other day while I was working, but only due to me being cheeky and saying he should bring me sustenance...I feel like I could reel him in, but only if I took affirmative action. I find it so demoralizing though; to pursue, rather than being pursued. I should be like the Shelby Mustang in Gone in 60 Seconds- elusive, in demand, and dangerous. Instead I am sitting at home procrastinating from finishing my already late essay. Drastic life makeover required ASAP.
love s
S,
ReplyDeleteAt this point in time, I wish my Saturday night had been more akin to yours. I am still suffering a hangover of epic proportions from last night. Vodkas last night with a group of rowdy boys, followed by kareoke.
At 2am as I sat conversing with one good looking bloke on my right while another sat on my left waiting for me to accept the beer he'd just bought me, it crossed my mind that my life is pretty damn great.
Love life update:
Am pondering what to do with the 3 men I am currently dating. Well, one I am bedding, one attractive friend with an open relationship whilst his gf is away, and one who has recently made it quite clear he would like to keep me warm as the winter sets in.
Life is TOUGH, no?
Dear Spam (aka man whisperer),
ReplyDeleteTell us your secrets.
We cannot all be as blessed as you in terms of love and life. Some of us must take a longer journey of enlightenment before having 3 men on the go at once. I am not greedy, I only desire 1- although options would be nice.
S
Dear man whisperer,
ReplyDeleteUnfortunately this bounty of men will not be believed without photographic proof. In return I will quite happily supply pictorial evidence of the very eligible half-naked man I was wooed by at the "Beverly Hills Hotel" on Saturday night...
S, agreed, the existence of one straight, single man (sans drug problems) would be exciting enough for me. Man Whisperer can attest to the lack of these in Sydney.
B
Dear B, S,
ReplyDeleteI'm not sure how I'm doing it. It's not a new thing. I have found myself in several rather hilarious menage-a-trois (well, menage-a- quatre, in this case) situations before.
Once I figure it out, I will host seminars.
Photographic proof... that sounds like a poor idea. It could lead to an American teen romantic comedy movie situation.
John Tucker must die...
...Man Whisperer must die.
But I'll see what I can do.
Agreed, Sydney is full to the brim with beautiful gays. They are lovely to watch, and it makes for a fun weekend away, alas, not a good setting to find a boyfriend.
Yours in sheer luck,
S.