sirf ek saridon is wishful thinking
ooh my head. this has been the drunkenest weekend in many, and the extreme drinkage has been confined to one group of people - the irish flatmates of pedrito. it's true - irish people can drink me, ME, under the table. on friday, apart from the drinking, there was some spectacular leg pulling, and some mean conversational boundary-crossing between self and the pedrito, but at the same time there was lovely communal banter around a kitchen table and LOTS of, um.. tension.. of the nice kind. among his friends, he behaves in a boyfriendy (even husbandy!) fashion; and in private he gives me a buddy vibe. last night (at 3 AM) he didn't even walk me home. am i being used as female counterpart prop? i have no clue how i feel about it all anyway, due mainly to his severely entangled marital affairs. but also because, apart from caring about the man, and valuing very much that he cares about me, i don't know if i would want anything from it. i was keener last night, for example, to be chatted up by his flatmate's dishy irish little brother, who has the loveliest green eyes and the perfect lilt over a shot of jack daniels. yes, i am cradle snatcher. so - that's the mixed up pedrito situation.
in other news, my boss has left for mozambique to continue building the school that beardyman and others began in May. I am kind of in charge of lots of stuff til he gets back. i am a little concerned that i may drop the ball, or all the balls. doesn't help that i'm skanking out doing a piece of work today that i'd put off on friday. it's now postponed for tomorrow morning, and i'm imagining that i'll be in really early to do it. oh pshaw, it's just a bid. (now That's the kind of attitude that...:P)
in still other news, i discovered furnival gardens yesterday. i went on a park search in w6 yesterday after breakfast, because i've invited everyone to a picnic / party by the river next weekend, and haven't actually picked a venue. lara had mentioned something about 'a grassy bit' near the Blue Anchor pub, and i thought i'd better check it out before committing to lie around on it next saturday. it is perfect. about as big as bishops park, and better topographically, as one can lie on grass and look at the river, whereas in Bishop's park, you're always at a level lower than the water (in a kind of scooped bowl of land - which is lovely, but not perfectly picnicable). i hope the good weather holds, or at least returns next weekend. after Furnival, i went off on a wander in Hammersmith, meandering towards tkmax to buy shoes. didn't find shoes, but realised that there's so much left to discover in this bit of west london. glad i'm not moving just yet (in spite of HUGE fucking rent hike - lara's being a bit of a businesswoman.)
It's mum's birthday today, and i have to make a birthday e-card. a friend in gabs is going to surprise her at riverwalk (the oldest and nicest mall in gaborone, with outdoor cafe seating), where she's going with friends this afternoon, with a big bouquet of flowers and birthday cake from me. heeee i like intercontinental type surprises! they did it to me once, with a nirula's cake, when i lived in SPA Maharani Bagh (boys) Hostel. dad is in india, so i really need to make sure mum has happy stuff at regular intervals to keep her going all day.
well. at noon on 29th June 2008 I'm all right. I hope you are too.
in other news, my boss has left for mozambique to continue building the school that beardyman and others began in May. I am kind of in charge of lots of stuff til he gets back. i am a little concerned that i may drop the ball, or all the balls. doesn't help that i'm skanking out doing a piece of work today that i'd put off on friday. it's now postponed for tomorrow morning, and i'm imagining that i'll be in really early to do it. oh pshaw, it's just a bid. (now That's the kind of attitude that...:P)
in still other news, i discovered furnival gardens yesterday. i went on a park search in w6 yesterday after breakfast, because i've invited everyone to a picnic / party by the river next weekend, and haven't actually picked a venue. lara had mentioned something about 'a grassy bit' near the Blue Anchor pub, and i thought i'd better check it out before committing to lie around on it next saturday. it is perfect. about as big as bishops park, and better topographically, as one can lie on grass and look at the river, whereas in Bishop's park, you're always at a level lower than the water (in a kind of scooped bowl of land - which is lovely, but not perfectly picnicable). i hope the good weather holds, or at least returns next weekend. after Furnival, i went off on a wander in Hammersmith, meandering towards tkmax to buy shoes. didn't find shoes, but realised that there's so much left to discover in this bit of west london. glad i'm not moving just yet (in spite of HUGE fucking rent hike - lara's being a bit of a businesswoman.)
It's mum's birthday today, and i have to make a birthday e-card. a friend in gabs is going to surprise her at riverwalk (the oldest and nicest mall in gaborone, with outdoor cafe seating), where she's going with friends this afternoon, with a big bouquet of flowers and birthday cake from me. heeee i like intercontinental type surprises! they did it to me once, with a nirula's cake, when i lived in SPA Maharani Bagh (boys) Hostel. dad is in india, so i really need to make sure mum has happy stuff at regular intervals to keep her going all day.
well. at noon on 29th June 2008 I'm all right. I hope you are too.
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