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” The whisper in the morning of lovers sleeping tight”

“Not that one, the other one”

” Oh, you mean, “Time can never mend, the careless whisper of a good friend” that one”?

“Yeah, that’s the one, reminds me of youth club disco’s on a friday night”

“So that’s what you used to get up to on a Friday night”

“Yep, the scent of girls on heat and beer is one I will never forget”

“Girls on heat, what the fuck is that supposed to mean”?

“It’s what I used to call it when I walked past a girl and you could smell the pheromones there gave off. It was almost an invite”

“You’re sick you are”

I laughed at that, me, sick? That is how it was. Boys, high on beer and testosterone and girls wearing too much perfume to mask the smell of alcohol from Daddy when they got home. The perfume could not disguise that smell of pheromones though, nothing could.

It was at one of those disco’s I met Jen. I knew her from a distance, but being the new boy in town, I had not plucked up the courage to speak to her yet. But that indigo dress she wore just blew me away and I knew I had to have this girl. I was brave, or should that be, I was going to speak to her because I was oveflowing with “Dutch” courage?

I watched from the wall and waited, just biding my time. I lit another cigarette and did my best macho man walk over to where she sat down with her friends. Have you any idea how daunting that is? Its bad enough approaching one girl by herself, but a whole table of them? What if she said no? Oh, the embarrassment of it. I was busy trying to think of my best chat up lines, what should I say? I was almost to the point of calling it off and just getting the hell out of there, but just as that thought entered my head, she smiled at me, or at least I thought it was at me, hard to tell with all those flashing lights. But that was the boost I needed and I just carried on walking over anyway, fuck the rejection, if it came, it came. But this time, I just bit the bullet and went for it.

“Hi Jen, fancy some fresh air as I need a chance for my eardrums to heal”?

“What took you so long”?

I had no idea what she meant.

“Sorry”

“I have been wanting you to ask me out since I first saw you”

I think my smile must have lit up the whole dance floor it was so wide. How could I have not noticed that? How stupid of me. But, the ice was broken and she stood up and took my hand.

Outside, the night was cool. I could see her nipples through that dress and that excited me. I don’t know to this day if she was aware of that or not, but I certainly was. Her own aroma was like ambrosia to my nostrils, I had never imagined a smell like that could exist. I was convinced I had found my dream girl. Whether she was my soul mate or not was something that only the passing of time would reveal.

I walked her home that night. We never did get back inside. The walk was slow, languid and probably the most enjoyable walk of my life. We said very little. Words were cheap and I think we just wanted to enjoy each others company in relative silence.

The stars appeared to shimmer in the night sky and the moon hung like a partially illuminated globe in the sky. It was very romantic in a Mills and Boon kind of way, except I am no tall, dark, handsome stranger. More like short, pale, somewhat known. But still, it was a setting deserving of our first night together.

The weeks and months drifted by and we spent our time getting to know one an other.Thats always a great time, even more satisfying when you realise that a person you adore is not some psycho, axe wielding, sociopath. We talked long into the night most nights before I went to my home. I was hoping that we could both lose our virginity together. We talked about it often enough. We both wanted it to be right, in every single way and a quick fumble somewhere just wouldn’t cut it.

Sadly, this never came to pass. We got into arguing a lot, for silly reasons and slowly drove a wedge between us. We parted, badly, with recriminations on both sides.

Later, I found out the person she did lose her virginity to. Not someone I had much time for and slightly surprising she could love someone like him. So I decided, what the hell and went out in a blaze of glory. I waited my time, just itching to get even. When I did, it was sweet, I loved the thrill of it, it was better than sex ever could be.

I am writing to tell this story from behind bars, on the same day they bury the one person who I ever really loved, and the asshole who took what was to be mine. Seems it was her who met the axe wielding psychopath!

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Whats on tv tonight? Shite is what, as per usual.


First things first.

My heart goes out to those who are suffering because of the earthquake and tsunami that have hit Japan today. My thoughts are with you and my hopes are yours.

Its been a busy [ish] day. We were late up, well, when I say late, I mean 9am, that’s late for my partner who is usually up around 6am for work. So taking a couple of extra hours in bed is a luxury to her. She still was up and about before me and bought me a cuppa in bed as she normally does. I hate that she has a day of work and she still gets up and makes me a cup of tea. Maybe next time I can beat her to it.

Job of the day for me was to sort out a stack of documents that have been multiplying in my drawer. I have put it off for long enough. So I set about the task and its amazing what one can dispose of. It’s all paperwork, some useful, some compulsory and some utter rubbish. Most things occupy large envelopes and that helps. I write on each envelope what its contents are, but they still end up a mess as more and more documents come through the post.

It took me the best part of 90 minutes to get it all sorted out and I am left with half a rain forest that needs to be shredded as they are personal stuff from banks, doctors and hospitals. A real identity cloners dream if it’s just binned. I have a cross shredder and its well used. I am maybe paranoid about ID theft and do all I can to prevent giving these fuckers a head start. Anyway, I got it all sorted and put away in relative files and envelopes and the drawer looks much tidier, is much lighter and I can find things again. I even came across a tax rebate to the tune of £185 that I had filed in there and forgotten about. How do you forget about a cheque for £185 I hear you ask? Well if you knew me, then you wouldn’t bother asking the question. Part of my ongoing condition is short term memory loss. I ask my partner if she would like a drink. I go to the kitchen and by the time I get there, I have forgotten the reason why. It’s a friggen nightmare! I can remember something from 10 yrs ago, but can’t remember something from 10 minutes ago.

Once that was all done and dusted, it was coffee time. Latte’s all round in tall glasses, delicious. We drank them and were talking about the usual BS that we do and time was drifting by. A phone call and the mother in law was on her way to pay a visit. Always welcome here, we get on great. She is not my real mother in law, I am not married, never have been, but it’s just easier to say it that way. She had bought with her a new scarf and bobble hat that a friend knit for the little one. Lovely pastel colours and I am sure she will love them. A roll of bin liners that are too big for her bin, we seem to go through them like anything, so again, always useful. After some chat, she left and we decided to go out and look at some curtains and fabrics at a newish shop near us. The sitting room was decorated last year, but can we find curtains to finish it off? can we heckers like. There were some promising fabrics all in decent colours and a pair of curtains that are somewhere near close to what we are looking for. £125 a metre is a bit steep though, so I think we will pass on those. But we could get a compromise at £25 a metre. That’s promising. I shall contact them again tomorrow with some measurements and get a price from them and then we can think about it.

We walked home the “long” way, which is good exercise for us both, even though I am so slow. Any exercise is better than none. By the time we got back, it was time to start thinking about some food. I do most of the cooking around here, so we soon had our menu sorted and the oven on. A quick tidy up and we were about ready. A glass of wine to wash it down with and all is good in the world.

We watched a bit of tv, but its all soap operas and I hate them. I tolerated them until dessert, then it was time to log on for the first today. I knew nothing of events in Japan, so reading about that was harrowing to say the least. I have seen some pictures and read about the unfolding of events. I was dumbstruck by it all and still am. Not been 5 minutes since New Zealand was hit. Why do these things always seem to occur just after a new year?

So that’s about my day so far. I have a poker game in 40 mins. A good crowd play on a friday and we have a laugh. We all belong to the same poker forum, who shall remain nameless because of differences of opinion of late. I hope the kiddy fiddler who sometimes shows up is not there, I find it hard to ignore the bastard. If he is there, he is going to get some stick  from me, no worries. After that there is a buy in game at 11pm, or I might just go and play some more DoN games. My partner has work tomorrow, so it’s another early  start for her. She wont be late away to bed, but I will still be up and about until 1-1.30am, then time for bed for me as well. The tv is shite tonight, not even a decent film [movie] on anywhere, so poker will have to suffice.

Until tomorrow, this is uncle Tino saying toodle pip.