Was this weekend the most hectic of the year? Probably.
Friday: Friend that is ex’s best mate came round for a couple of whiskies at my house. Admitted, freakily, mind you, that he is obsessed with me. This is all very flattering and everything, but the guy is delusional. He kept on saying stuff like how “we can work this out”, which really freaks the hell out of me, because there is no “we!” and I am in a perfectly good relationship! On top of this, he just doesn’t get it. I’ve told him to expect nothing from me. But he still calls me about 5 times a day. There is nothing that turns me off more than a desperate man. So that was interesting.
Saturday: You know one of those awesomely spontaneous nights, where after a drink or two, you say “Let’s go on an adventure!” And you do! Piled into Mark’s car and cruised around all the older haunts of Joburg. Saw the view of the city from Troyeville, checked into Yeoville, ended up at an awesome place in Orange Grove called The Blue Naartjie. Totally my new hangout. An old Victorian house that’s been converted into a bar, full of kitsch paraphernalia everywhere – totally my scene - and the drinks are cheap. You also get a handful of characters that go there, which always makes things interesting. However, as we left I went to the toilet and had a dizzy spell and passed out. I hate it when that happens. But I woke up. Which is always great.
Then Steve came back from his golf tour yesterday. I have been so horny all week, I was just about ready to blow a gasket. Let’s just say that he barely had time to drop his luggage on the floor.
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