Cake, cake, we love the cake
Oh yes.
So this is how I spent my afternoon. I went to JB's flat, baked cake, drank a G&T and played Arkham City. Well, I played for a bit and then it became very apparent that I SUCK and so JB took over and kicked ass. I could argue that he has had far more time to practice than me, but who am I kidding, I'm not very good at video games. Baking cake however, that I excel at.
JB, by the way, is a fellow teacher. I get on really well with him, he's a great laugh and we sometimes go out for drinks and such together and generally have good times. I have attempted (and failed) at being his wing woman on several occasions. I think my approach of grabbing a woman and throwing them at JB is somewhat too aggressive. Well, just too aggressive altogether.
I'm not a good wing woman...
In other news. GWAT (German Waste of Air and Time) texted to tell me he had a promotion. I don't really know why, it's not like we actually have a deep and meaningful relationship. I imagine he's texting everyone he knows to tell them. I don't even know what he does to be honest, I know he's a engineer, but that's all I know. I have no idea what his promotion could entail. I know he's going to India at the end of the financial year, but that's about it. I'm really glad he is going. The distance will be a good thing. Kind of sad to be so hung up over someone that A) doesn't give a crap and B) I have never been in a relationship in, nor was there any possibility of ever being in one with, but I imagine that being in India could be the kick that I need to, in the words of OK GO, GET OVER IT. Of course, being me, I sent him back a congratulatory message and made the appropriate responses, but I'm not that bothered about it. It won't affect me, so a ‘Well Done’ is sufficient.
Besides, the jerk never asks me about my work.