a life of weekends...
Am only now just able to catch up on previous weekend ...and the next big one looms ahead ...tired just thinkin about it!
In the last week I've experienced something so entirely wonderful ...yet completely tragic all at once -
I found my "Mr Right"...well almost ...and his first name wasn't "Always"!
Mr Right cos he was ...Mr "Intelligent", Mr "Amazingly Witty", Mr "Travels the world" & therefore Mr "Financially Stable", Mr "Oh so Sexy", Mr "Can dance like the gods themselves", Mr "Takes care of himself" & therefore was also Mr "Hot Bod", Mr "Educated", Mr "Has more dress sense on one foot than most of the men I've ever known" ...and many more Mr's ...but the final clincher ...he was Mr "Faithful & committed to his girlfriend" ...which I know all too well because he is leaving this beautiful city this week to live with his girlfriend that is waiting patiently for him in Berlin
...and this despite an overwhelming chemistry between us! (I think I died & melted in his eyes)
Twas all about the timing apparently ...he had known of me from years ago but, as we concluded, I must have been too distracted by the prick of a boyfriend I had at the time (one of 2 most notable pricks in my past) ...and had it been another time/another place it could all have happened ...the tragedy of it all ...*weeps*
...so my thoughts for this week: TIMING IS THE ARSE ...and FATE CAN KISS MY ARSE
...for the time being anyway (at least till he comes to his senses & realises that I AM the one for him & he dumps his girlfriend & he comes running back to Melbourne! ...is that evil? ...nah fookit ... it could happen ...then again ...pigs might fly too (wish they'd hurry up with that genetic engineering on pigs!!!)
One good thing to come of it ...it has restored my faith in the hopes that there are actually really "nice" people out there ...and I now have something to define any future "candidates" for Mr Right by.
To recount past weekend:
Friday went to "Daggy Disco" @ warehouse in Brunswick to raise funds for Food Not Bombs. Daggy means you wear hideous crazy outfits (esp from 70's /80's) but try to look absolutely amazing in the process ...I wore my nursy outfit & crimped my hair ...ala some blonde hussy from a tragic glam metal band from the 80's video clip ...think "Cherry Pie" ...think I pulled it off fairly successfully ...tho others nearly managed to pull off the dress quite literally! (zipper down the front - extreme cleavage alert!!!)
We (Mikey, Nathan, Tamara & I) then mosyed on into Cab Noc to join Joey JoJo & others for some daggy dancin & much drunken silliness from drunken poofta's! ...they were "the life of the party"!
Sat was a quiet one ...had intended to make it to KKBB Deathrock Ball but late dinner plans foiled that one cos KKBB didn't have their extended license yet.
Sunday ...Golgotha ...HOT! HOT!HOT! ...no really ...I nearly drowned in my own sweat! ...it's called AIR-CONDITIONING peoples!!! ..but had much fun regardless ...as did my extremely drunken & debauched friends ...yes Mikey & Nathan, I AM talkin about you! ...you filthy dirty buggers :P
Monday ...finally drove out to a friends place way out in "burb land" with a friend & mutts to get somethin on my 'ol Bluey (valiant) fixed.
Slowly gettin both Valiants looked at, worked on & sorted ...tho is gonna be some time till I'm done with them ...big projects both of them ...but friends are helpin me out with it all
Work sucks big ones at the mo' but am just holdin out till the weekend when I can let my hair down & PARTY PARTY PARTY! (I'm gonna try to get to 3 of them ...but we'll see how I hold up!)
Gettin the travel bug again ...need ...to ...get ... away ....somewhere ...anywhere ...but here ...before I go nutty - too late?! she cries!
In the last week I've experienced something so entirely wonderful ...yet completely tragic all at once -
I found my "Mr Right"...well almost ...and his first name wasn't "Always"!
Mr Right cos he was ...Mr "Intelligent", Mr "Amazingly Witty", Mr "Travels the world" & therefore Mr "Financially Stable", Mr "Oh so Sexy", Mr "Can dance like the gods themselves", Mr "Takes care of himself" & therefore was also Mr "Hot Bod", Mr "Educated", Mr "Has more dress sense on one foot than most of the men I've ever known" ...and many more Mr's ...but the final clincher ...he was Mr "Faithful & committed to his girlfriend" ...which I know all too well because he is leaving this beautiful city this week to live with his girlfriend that is waiting patiently for him in Berlin
...and this despite an overwhelming chemistry between us! (I think I died & melted in his eyes)
Twas all about the timing apparently ...he had known of me from years ago but, as we concluded, I must have been too distracted by the prick of a boyfriend I had at the time (one of 2 most notable pricks in my past) ...and had it been another time/another place it could all have happened ...the tragedy of it all ...*weeps*
...so my thoughts for this week: TIMING IS THE ARSE ...and FATE CAN KISS MY ARSE
...for the time being anyway (at least till he comes to his senses & realises that I AM the one for him & he dumps his girlfriend & he comes running back to Melbourne! ...is that evil? ...nah fookit ... it could happen ...then again ...pigs might fly too (wish they'd hurry up with that genetic engineering on pigs!!!)
One good thing to come of it ...it has restored my faith in the hopes that there are actually really "nice" people out there ...and I now have something to define any future "candidates" for Mr Right by.
To recount past weekend:
Friday went to "Daggy Disco" @ warehouse in Brunswick to raise funds for Food Not Bombs. Daggy means you wear hideous crazy outfits (esp from 70's /80's) but try to look absolutely amazing in the process ...I wore my nursy outfit & crimped my hair ...ala some blonde hussy from a tragic glam metal band from the 80's video clip ...think "Cherry Pie" ...think I pulled it off fairly successfully ...tho others nearly managed to pull off the dress quite literally! (zipper down the front - extreme cleavage alert!!!)
We (Mikey, Nathan, Tamara & I) then mosyed on into Cab Noc to join Joey JoJo & others for some daggy dancin & much drunken silliness from drunken poofta's! ...they were "the life of the party"!
Sat was a quiet one ...had intended to make it to KKBB Deathrock Ball but late dinner plans foiled that one cos KKBB didn't have their extended license yet.
Sunday ...Golgotha ...HOT! HOT!HOT! ...no really ...I nearly drowned in my own sweat! ...it's called AIR-CONDITIONING peoples!!! ..but had much fun regardless ...as did my extremely drunken & debauched friends ...yes Mikey & Nathan, I AM talkin about you! ...you filthy dirty buggers :P
Monday ...finally drove out to a friends place way out in "burb land" with a friend & mutts to get somethin on my 'ol Bluey (valiant) fixed.
Slowly gettin both Valiants looked at, worked on & sorted ...tho is gonna be some time till I'm done with them ...big projects both of them ...but friends are helpin me out with it all
Work sucks big ones at the mo' but am just holdin out till the weekend when I can let my hair down & PARTY PARTY PARTY! (I'm gonna try to get to 3 of them ...but we'll see how I hold up!)
Gettin the travel bug again ...need ...to ...get ... away ....somewhere ...anywhere ...but here ...before I go nutty - too late?! she cries!