update
probably due an update now i reckon, my occasional faithful friend LJ...
hopefully, i've stopped this being imported to facebook, but there's nothing which will offend anyone, just that it's worth some people not reading it and questioning me...
this very day last week, i ended it with Laura. i'd been mulling it for a while; i decided i had given it enough time. about 9 months in fact. i'm not capable of this stuff (certainly at the minute) and i had to end it because the longer we went on, the worse this moment would become. so i feel like a bastard at the minute, but i would have done anyway if i had stayed in the relationship, albeit in different ways. hopefully, we should remain friends, cos she's dead nice and she understands, and also well in with her friends. and i think i did it as well as i possibly could, and she took it better than i had feared. the question is whether i'm all doomed at this stuff really though.
so, i'm feeling a bit shitty and contemplative at the moment basically; that's the abridged version. and also the vague version - i'm good at vague...
but, as a quite regular theme in my life it has to be said, the big stuff is going badly and the small stuff well. the quiz at the cocks is now dire, now that it is "new and improved", so we've tried the pat kav's one; surreal and quirky are the words. the quizmaster doesn't know anything about the answers, but is genuine and affable as she goes. and the joker for a double points round has to be played before you know the subject, giving the quiz a pleasing jolt of randomness. time will tell, but an okay start...
and we may be moving house. it's better, but dearer. i was in two minds until the landlord reinforced the thought of what a twat he was over the whole oven affair, so i'm agreed now. in my world though, this comes lower than the quiz in order. strange maybe.
but the post-relationship blues, that's the theme. be gentle, people. but above all, just be...
hopefully, i've stopped this being imported to facebook, but there's nothing which will offend anyone, just that it's worth some people not reading it and questioning me...
this very day last week, i ended it with Laura. i'd been mulling it for a while; i decided i had given it enough time. about 9 months in fact. i'm not capable of this stuff (certainly at the minute) and i had to end it because the longer we went on, the worse this moment would become. so i feel like a bastard at the minute, but i would have done anyway if i had stayed in the relationship, albeit in different ways. hopefully, we should remain friends, cos she's dead nice and she understands, and also well in with her friends. and i think i did it as well as i possibly could, and she took it better than i had feared. the question is whether i'm all doomed at this stuff really though.
so, i'm feeling a bit shitty and contemplative at the moment basically; that's the abridged version. and also the vague version - i'm good at vague...
but, as a quite regular theme in my life it has to be said, the big stuff is going badly and the small stuff well. the quiz at the cocks is now dire, now that it is "new and improved", so we've tried the pat kav's one; surreal and quirky are the words. the quizmaster doesn't know anything about the answers, but is genuine and affable as she goes. and the joker for a double points round has to be played before you know the subject, giving the quiz a pleasing jolt of randomness. time will tell, but an okay start...
and we may be moving house. it's better, but dearer. i was in two minds until the landlord reinforced the thought of what a twat he was over the whole oven affair, so i'm agreed now. in my world though, this comes lower than the quiz in order. strange maybe.
but the post-relationship blues, that's the theme. be gentle, people. but above all, just be...