Is sitting at home, watching sex and the city, having a glass of wine and the occasional cigarette... on a Friday... wrong? Because it certainly feels that way. Everything is diets, gym, kick-boxing, work and occasional play. What happened to all play, hardly any work and feeling like a mad person on a complete rollercoaster of happiness and bad behaviour (my idea of bad behaviour is flirting too much with someone I might have no interest in and maybe having a shooter or two when out)? To a degree, I feel old!

It’s a horrible feeling – why is my phone quiet. I’ll tell you why – all my single friends seemed to have hooked up. I mean What The Hell?!? Sure their men are really nice (or their woman) and the ones who haven’t just hooked up, just broke up and need time to get better. I miss having people who want to go out, not for any reason, no special occassion, just going out. When did that turn to "were tired... you can come round for a glass of wine if you want but were so staying in tonight"  

Don’t get me wrong – I went to a launch last night, for work, and I got hit on. To the degree of “oh good mother of god, does desperation have no limits!?!”  It was a networking party, you know – you go, you meet, you talk work – you exchange cards you try to get a good deal out of it for the company, look shiny for the boss man, make a deal, get a raise and the world is all sunshine and happiness. *sigh* unfortunately the guy decided to sms me with the likes of “so... how is the dinner going... wanna come round for desert (and yes... I pointed out the spelling error to him) later – I can’t stop thinking about you” I mean really – we exchanged business cards because he works for a BIG company. HUGE – coke. (No man, not the white powder stuff – work isn’t like that!!) I mean, shit – if I could land that account then can you say “praise be Julia”

But still – there is a line between “can I come over, I know we don’t know each other, but I promise you will like me – I can restrain myself” and – “hey it was awesome to meet you and I hope we can have a drink sometime” – you hear me right?

Men, you can’t live with them, you can’t shoot them. (Except you Nooner... and my daddy, some men are fantastic, very far and few between!)

OMG – I just realised I sound like Carrie Bradshaw... I think I watch too much sex and the city. *sigh* (is it a good look on me?)  

So, the countdown to Mexico has begun. I leave on the 19^th of October. I. CAN’T. WAIT.  My friend Chawki from Australia, who I lived with in the UK (him and his mate had the room next to mine in the UK house) might be joining me for the trip, which would be awesome – he is so much fun and foul mouthed and drinks too much – can you say good times? *grin* I picture tequila, more tequila... some festive parades, a bit more tequila and of course, good times!!  I hope he can make it; you need someone who is always happy, full of energy and loves to make everyone smile!

Well, thats me - over and out. way out.

xxx

I have a friend of mine moving in tonight. He was supposed to move in on the weekend - but it got postponed. Which wasn't a bad thing, i enjoyed becoming one with my couch last night and watching sex and the city (series 4 done! well... sort of - I accidently broke one of the disks when I took it out the cover, which is just weird if you ask me!! do you know in general how hard it is to break a dvd?!? admittedly this one did come from Bali and wasn't the best quality - but still!) Where was I.... oh right, so mate is moving in tonight. Only for three weeks - the idea worries me. I know I invited him, so it’s all my doing, but now that it is happening - well it’s pretty damn scary.

I'm a clean freak. like - a big clean freak, I hate having dishes in the sink unwashed - I can't stand anything being out of place (the obvious things mostly) The runners on the coffee table have to be straight and equidistant from each other. You get the drift right? :) Also my geyser only hold enough water for one person to have a really decent shower, and no - I have no intentions of showering with him, so count that out as a solution. I have a very odd schedule as well, gym in the morning, or evening, depending on if its kick boxing or weights training, and I'm so used to living on my own that coming home and finding someone else in the shower when I want to use it just might kill me!

hmmm... news news news - well, been out and about, guitar lessons and clubbing, which was great! It's amazing how it’s everything to do with the people you go with! The music was only mediocre, and I went with my good friend Squi and her newly acquired boyfriend Deon. Now in general I think he is wonderful, he spoils her, compliments her, holds her had in public, calls and sms' - he bakes, he cooks, he can tell a good joke, he isn't bad looking, oh and he is quite smart. What I didn't realise is that he can also be a sulky bastard. We went to the red room (dark, dank, smoke filled, cheap booze, everyone in black club) and the music there used to be fantastic, it was al rock, hard rock, metal, goth etc the stuff I can really dance too! Lately the music has been sort of going south - which happens, and sometimes you have an awesome evening, sometimes you catch a shite one, as per everywhere right?

So we cruised through, paid our R30.00 entrance (roughly US $4.00) went to the bar and ordered a drink. It was pretty quiet then, but considering it was only just about to hit 10pm that’s normal.

The music wasn't great that night and normally my mate Squi and I would shrug it off, wait for the good ones dance to those, talk shite, loads of it, have a giggle etc - nope... didn't really happen, the man was hanging on her like king kong to that big assed building in the final scene (I'm assuming... never seen it) which is normal for them, but a bit mad in a club - and he was sorta talking just to her, which was also fine, I had mates from work arrive to join in the jol. Well i sort of went to and fro between groups, and her man was being a sulky brat because the music was bad and he wanted to dance. Needless to say they left early - I joined my work mates who were there to have fun, we laughed, we danced - even when the music went all dodgy like, chatted and eventually at about 2am headed home! It was all about the attitude :) I guess it always is, hey?

The people there were hysterical - there were a bunch of suits that made the biggest arses of themselves, but damn damn damn - it was funny! And they were loving the attention, there was a bloke dressed as a cowboy - the normal hardcore goths and a few misguided individuals who looked like deer in the headlights ~ I think they took a wrong turn!

Sunday was handing house keys to Rudi for today ~ then guitar, where I got lectured on lessons, not missing them in future (hey - I had gigs to practice for!!) then off to the family for a meal worthy of royalty. Sundays are my sane day, I'm allowed to eat whatever I want, as much of it as I want and whenever I want, which is problematic, I didn't go overboard and most of it was veg, but my tummy was not a happy camper - apparently we only have sane days to show us that all that rich goodness goes down like salt and snails.

Another week now, but I'm not complaining that its Monday because it just means I'm a week closer to heading to Mexico on holiday! *woop woop* 11 1/2 weeks till lift off!

Love to all

me

xx