endings and beginnings. and constant fatigue

Apr 13, 2008 00:01

So LLGFF is over. I'm terribly sad its over! But at least new stuff is happening. After Tuesday the library chapter of my career will be over. I'm convinced they all hate me in the library now. I feel my name is pretty much mud there after I called in off my bloody face at lunch time telling them I couldn't come in, and the reason for this was that I was off my face. Sometimes honesty isnt the best policy. I truly blame this guy who I was with, who worked on me for hours trying to convince me it was the most logical thing to do. He also promised he'd show me the most wonderful afternoon if I did call in sick. What we actually did was this: go to the pub and have a couple of pints and eggs n chips, then go to his place, have weird out-of-it sex then fall asleep. Until I had to get up to go to BFI Southbank for some final festival staff drinking. Where I was a figure of fun...trotting in with dirty clothes, scratches on my neck, crazy hair and a general I've-been-up-on-drugs-and-being-a-dirty-boy type face. But after a couple of mojitos and some genle mockery I was back on form! Oh dear this is turning into a dull post about how wrecked I got. Um I guess my point is that this apocalyptic night followed an amazing couple of weeks filled with smart funny queers and good films and fun party times. It would have been weird to go out with a whimper, not a bang. So this guy, my latest lover, Jon, makes me feel really nice. He is so sweet and tells me I'm beautiful a lot. Crikey thats not a great reason to keep someone around. Hmm. I would actually like to keep hold of him as a friend - he makes me laugh a lot. He laughs a lot. He's 38 but is like a giddy teenager. He is the opposite of Rhidian, who I've decided is a bit of a dick now. He is such a bloody schmoozy fake arrogant idiot. Dunno why I had a crush on him for so long. bluergh.

In other non boy news, I started at the screen on the green tonight - what a ridiculous job. I just sat on a closed box office for 2 hours, with nothing actually to do when the film came out other than prop the door open. Didn't even tidy up like we had to at the picturehouse. Easy money, but still I'm knackered. I walked home having left my oyster card at home and tried to think of anything other than the daunting month ahead. no day off for a month. ugh. I'm super tired now but I've agreed to volunteer at the food chain tomorrow - I'm gonna die. long long 15 hour long long day. boo. Time for bed.
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