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Weekend was good. Worked Saturday until three, then picked lavender from people's gardens while I walked to my Nana's house. I've never visited her before, by myself I mean and by my own volition. She brought out some home-made biscuits [I think grandmothers metabolise biscuits] and we drank tea in her conservatory. We talked for almost three hours.
Ben ate all of the lavender by Sunday night.
Felt off today, wasn't quite sure why. Things have taken a weird path the last couple of days. Spoke to an old friend for the first time in quite a while who, after talking about how much sex she's been going out and having after breaking up with her long-time boyfriend, then [¿I'm sure?] flirted terribly with me. I'd had a few beers so I didn't follow the conversation very well it seems.
Spent some time chatting today with the girl at the office I have a crush on who, it turns out, is not actually in her mid-twenties but is 21. She has two kids and her rather unexpected and [frankly] left-field inclusion of that revelation in the conversation took me by surprise and rather ended it. I spent the rest of the day thinking about the kid I may have had, who for me was entirely real. I'd questions I would've loved to ask, but felt like it would've been rude.
This evening Hannah asked me to do her and her friends a favour and when her friends threw it in my face she didn't even bother to defend me. I am up late because that upsets me, and I can't sleep upset.
Ben now has full run of the house. At night sometimes he needs to make sure I'm still alive so I wake up with whiskers and a little nose going "snurf snuurrrfffff" in my ear.
Ben ate all of the lavender by Sunday night.
Felt off today, wasn't quite sure why. Things have taken a weird path the last couple of days. Spoke to an old friend for the first time in quite a while who, after talking about how much sex she's been going out and having after breaking up with her long-time boyfriend, then [¿I'm sure?] flirted terribly with me. I'd had a few beers so I didn't follow the conversation very well it seems.
Spent some time chatting today with the girl at the office I have a crush on who, it turns out, is not actually in her mid-twenties but is 21. She has two kids and her rather unexpected and [frankly] left-field inclusion of that revelation in the conversation took me by surprise and rather ended it. I spent the rest of the day thinking about the kid I may have had, who for me was entirely real. I'd questions I would've loved to ask, but felt like it would've been rude.
This evening Hannah asked me to do her and her friends a favour and when her friends threw it in my face she didn't even bother to defend me. I am up late because that upsets me, and I can't sleep upset.
Ben now has full run of the house. At night sometimes he needs to make sure I'm still alive so I wake up with whiskers and a little nose going "snurf snuurrrfffff" in my ear.