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Life is just clicking along, and I really haven't had anything interesting to post.
I bought a new car. Brand spanking new. Exciting, but terrifying. It got all gong-showey at the end as we tried to convince the bank to finance me, and then the dealership tacked on a couple grand for "fees" and "upgrades" and "protection plans." Not impressed. But in the end, it's just money, right? (I try not to think about how much I owe on this sucker. Just pay the monthly amount, McKinnley, it'll all be fine..)
Anyway, it's an uber sexy, black Mazda 3 Sport GS. It drives like a dream, much more kick than my Civic. There should be a one week grace period on speeding tickets for people who've purchased a new vehicle... I'm just saying.
I'm working a ton at the Rose, which is great because I need the moneys, but kind of sucky because it means I'm never home at night. But I'm only getting two shifts a month at Blue Star, and that's not going to pay any bills. I should have taken Maclean up on the offer to join our finances. I doubt if he'll agree to it now. Ah well, I'm a big girl and can take care of myself. And one of my regulars at the pub last night informed me that if he wins the lottery he'll give me $500,000, in small bills, in a brief case. Sweet.
So at midnight last night I get a text from my brother: "Kin!!!! I know it's late. I really need a chat with you sister!!! I'm all fucked up right now. It's urgent, but I'm not sure if I or you will have time." I called him. Immediately. He and my good friend Diz have had "a thing" going for a couple of years. He lives in Vegas so they've just had fun when they've crossed paths. But last year she moved back to Quebec, and this summer he went to visit her for a couple of weeks. Apparently they weren't able to contain the feelings between them any longer and amped things up to relationship status, despite the fact that they live on opposite sides of different countries.
My brother the stress case has been having trouble dealing with the distance. He's been screwed over and taken advantage of so many times, he's jaded and untrusting, he knows she has a past that he can't forget about, blah blah blah. So last night he broke up with her. "Kin I care about her so much. I've never felt like this about anyone before, and I think she might be the one. I don't think I'll ever find someone else like her. But I'm going crazy."
Long distance sucks. Relationships in general are tough. And being a male he doesn't know how to communicate what he needs and wants. Messy. I talked to him for half an hour, told him to take a breather, go study for his exams, but be really sure he can live without her because he wont get her back if he does this.
Then I texted Diz, and didn't expect a response since it's 2 hours later in Ottawa where she's going to school, but she immediately phoned me. I spent 40 minutes with her, listening to intermittent sobbing and yelling about how angry she is with him. She thinks he's scared and just giving up, pussying out was how she put it, and that he must not feel the same as her because she would do anything to be with him, but he's not willing to try.
*sigh* I desperately want them to work out. I think they're great together, and what they have doesn't come along every day. But he's in the middle of schooling and has a great job, which means he doesn't have to go into any debt for school, and will come out of it with both a career, some bank, and a clean slate, so picking up and moving and starting back at ground zero isn't really an appealing option for him. But she can't come to him because she can't work in the States.
Why does it have to be go fetching difficult??????
I've been having inappropriate dreams about a friend of one of my WR coworkers. Nothing graphic, mind you, but just the fact that he's there has me waking up all sweaty with my pulse pounding. The last thing I need is some young, gorgeous, sweet guy taking up any space in my brain/thoughts/dreams.......
Jade's birthday on Friday. We hung out, ran errands, I ended up organizing her presents from myself, Kels and Scotty.... O_o We did some painting. Picked up my new ride. Went for sushi with some friends. Picked up a bottle of caramel vodka and entertained ourselves at her place for awhile. Then went down to Ceili's, where she and I promptly sat on top of the bar and were given who knows what by our bartender buddies. It's a bit of a blur from there. I recall B-Ri begging me to come back to work there. And having a chat with a few of the other staff members who were just there hanging out. Spilling drinks all over myself and my sister. Being ridiculous, and gorgeous. It's not often that she and I get messy together any more, but it's still fun. Well, for us anyway. We ignored our boyfriends for the most part. Eventually Maclean hauled me out of the bar and into a cab. I woke up in the morning with my hair still pulled back in elastics and clips, and my clothes and boots scattered over the floor. Mike dragged me into the shower, then out of the shower, then into the back of my new car, which he proceeded to drive out to Kimberley for his mom's 60th birthday festivities.. pulling over occasionally on the highway so I wouldn't ruin my brand new interior. *sigh*
Kimberley was short but lovely. His mom is hilarious. She's this tiny little lady (only two pounds heavier than when I married her! his dad kept proclaiming) with a giant personality. She loves being the centre of attention, is always on the go, and has a loud and ready laugh. Gee, I wonder where Maclean gets it from..... She's cute though, he's just... well... less cute.
Later on that night, when Murray (Mike's dad) was all drunk on wine, he was telling me how he and Debbie have been together for 40 years, and how it's been absolutely fabulous. "Oh yeah there are times when it was hard, but overall it's been great. Amazing."
I want that.
Autumn is being surprisingly lovely. All crisp air and sunny skies, golden leaves and warm afternoons. Perfect for my new sunroof.
I bought a new car. Brand spanking new. Exciting, but terrifying. It got all gong-showey at the end as we tried to convince the bank to finance me, and then the dealership tacked on a couple grand for "fees" and "upgrades" and "protection plans." Not impressed. But in the end, it's just money, right? (I try not to think about how much I owe on this sucker. Just pay the monthly amount, McKinnley, it'll all be fine..)
Anyway, it's an uber sexy, black Mazda 3 Sport GS. It drives like a dream, much more kick than my Civic. There should be a one week grace period on speeding tickets for people who've purchased a new vehicle... I'm just saying.
I'm working a ton at the Rose, which is great because I need the moneys, but kind of sucky because it means I'm never home at night. But I'm only getting two shifts a month at Blue Star, and that's not going to pay any bills. I should have taken Maclean up on the offer to join our finances. I doubt if he'll agree to it now. Ah well, I'm a big girl and can take care of myself. And one of my regulars at the pub last night informed me that if he wins the lottery he'll give me $500,000, in small bills, in a brief case. Sweet.
So at midnight last night I get a text from my brother: "Kin!!!! I know it's late. I really need a chat with you sister!!! I'm all fucked up right now. It's urgent, but I'm not sure if I or you will have time." I called him. Immediately. He and my good friend Diz have had "a thing" going for a couple of years. He lives in Vegas so they've just had fun when they've crossed paths. But last year she moved back to Quebec, and this summer he went to visit her for a couple of weeks. Apparently they weren't able to contain the feelings between them any longer and amped things up to relationship status, despite the fact that they live on opposite sides of different countries.
My brother the stress case has been having trouble dealing with the distance. He's been screwed over and taken advantage of so many times, he's jaded and untrusting, he knows she has a past that he can't forget about, blah blah blah. So last night he broke up with her. "Kin I care about her so much. I've never felt like this about anyone before, and I think she might be the one. I don't think I'll ever find someone else like her. But I'm going crazy."
Long distance sucks. Relationships in general are tough. And being a male he doesn't know how to communicate what he needs and wants. Messy. I talked to him for half an hour, told him to take a breather, go study for his exams, but be really sure he can live without her because he wont get her back if he does this.
Then I texted Diz, and didn't expect a response since it's 2 hours later in Ottawa where she's going to school, but she immediately phoned me. I spent 40 minutes with her, listening to intermittent sobbing and yelling about how angry she is with him. She thinks he's scared and just giving up, pussying out was how she put it, and that he must not feel the same as her because she would do anything to be with him, but he's not willing to try.
*sigh* I desperately want them to work out. I think they're great together, and what they have doesn't come along every day. But he's in the middle of schooling and has a great job, which means he doesn't have to go into any debt for school, and will come out of it with both a career, some bank, and a clean slate, so picking up and moving and starting back at ground zero isn't really an appealing option for him. But she can't come to him because she can't work in the States.
Why does it have to be go fetching difficult??????
I've been having inappropriate dreams about a friend of one of my WR coworkers. Nothing graphic, mind you, but just the fact that he's there has me waking up all sweaty with my pulse pounding. The last thing I need is some young, gorgeous, sweet guy taking up any space in my brain/thoughts/dreams.......
Jade's birthday on Friday. We hung out, ran errands, I ended up organizing her presents from myself, Kels and Scotty.... O_o We did some painting. Picked up my new ride. Went for sushi with some friends. Picked up a bottle of caramel vodka and entertained ourselves at her place for awhile. Then went down to Ceili's, where she and I promptly sat on top of the bar and were given who knows what by our bartender buddies. It's a bit of a blur from there. I recall B-Ri begging me to come back to work there. And having a chat with a few of the other staff members who were just there hanging out. Spilling drinks all over myself and my sister. Being ridiculous, and gorgeous. It's not often that she and I get messy together any more, but it's still fun. Well, for us anyway. We ignored our boyfriends for the most part. Eventually Maclean hauled me out of the bar and into a cab. I woke up in the morning with my hair still pulled back in elastics and clips, and my clothes and boots scattered over the floor. Mike dragged me into the shower, then out of the shower, then into the back of my new car, which he proceeded to drive out to Kimberley for his mom's 60th birthday festivities.. pulling over occasionally on the highway so I wouldn't ruin my brand new interior. *sigh*
Kimberley was short but lovely. His mom is hilarious. She's this tiny little lady (only two pounds heavier than when I married her! his dad kept proclaiming) with a giant personality. She loves being the centre of attention, is always on the go, and has a loud and ready laugh. Gee, I wonder where Maclean gets it from..... She's cute though, he's just... well... less cute.
Later on that night, when Murray (Mike's dad) was all drunk on wine, he was telling me how he and Debbie have been together for 40 years, and how it's been absolutely fabulous. "Oh yeah there are times when it was hard, but overall it's been great. Amazing."
I want that.
Autumn is being surprisingly lovely. All crisp air and sunny skies, golden leaves and warm afternoons. Perfect for my new sunroof.