So yes life threw me a curveball, and I aptly celebrated the fact I am a retrenched 24-year old this weekend.
No, I became an alcoholic this weekend.
On Friday I went to Tiger Tiger until 5:30 am.
I haven’t done this since I was 18.
And I could’ve stayed longer.
Steve is in Charlotte, North Carolina at the moment on business, and my ex was at Tiger Tiger. Bad combination of events, especially when you have no willpower like me. I love and hate him. But more pertinently: I lust over this man like nothing on Earth. Brad Pitt could walk past and I wouldn’t notice. And I had a jolly good night flirting my way [almost] straight back into bed with him. I’m an evil and confused person at the best of times, but right now I’m totally f*cked in the head, I’m pretty sure of it. As a result, the ex wants me back. I can see it and feel it. I should be ecstatic, but I’m still just numb.
He asked me out again on Saturday. And sent me an e-mail. This is totally out of character for him. So now I’m retrenched, screwed and confused. It would be much easier if I just went crazy and then wouldn’t know what’s going on around me.
And I went out. Saw all my [very intoxicated] guy friends at The Colony and got groped, then decided I’d had enough and ducked outta there.
Then my parents took me to see the stage performance of The Sound of Music in Pretoria yesterday. Oh my god. Three hours of “How Do You Solve A Problem Like Maria.”
But at least I got to drive Steve’s Audi to work. Oooh it’s an amazing little vehicle that. Air-con, six CD shuttle, windows that go “zzzzssshhht”” and an engine that screams “PUT FOOT BITCH” when I drive. Ooooh it’s so nice.
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7 comments:
Hey you! Yes I have had a large weeknd, and now its time to slow down.
The ex? Always an issue, so nothing's really changed I guess.
I just got my first job interview. Copywriter in a "large Ad Agency". Am nervous. It's tomorrow. But I suppose I have to start doing all these things now...
Peaches, I sooo hate to relish in smug "I told you so" mode when you're in depressed-hungover mode, but I can't help indulging, so here goes: I told you so! I knew that little ex of yours would come back begging for more, and who wouldn't? Pop a couple of Panado's, can't wait to get back to Jozi to see you. CT's particularly crap today...
Pimp - Whhaaaaat?? Never! I never heard those words come from your mouth: "He'll come crawling back."
I did hear though, "He's a schmuck/is a commitmentphobe/is immature." And not that all of those statements aren't correct. So glad you're coming back to JHB for a while! Cannot wait to see you. Funny, there are so many job offers in Cape Town at the moment. But I can't go back. It forward all the way....
Bought a book on Jozi the other day (not really what I should be spending my package on: books] but you'll love it :)
Are you saying you didn't enjoy "The Sound of Music?" I love that story! Plus, those songs are also fun to torment people with...
I don't trust this guy...
Ditto Blog Ho. Only because we care about our little Laurian.
Thanks Ho - don't trust him either.
Aw and thanks Binsk - why Binsk by the way?
Nettie - I also usually love the sound of music, cept I was feeling like death run over.....
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