Love like yours will surely come my way
My new job began at the beginning of the new year. I fell in love instantly; the sort of small grin infatuation that you have at the beginning of a 'best-fun-ever' relationship: You know how you'll be not even with the object of your affection, but the smallest thing reminds you of them and makes you smile.
Another young lady began on the same day as me. She doesn't live in Hull either; humour-wise and sartorially we are very similar. We get along very well.
I'm trying to keep a handle on things this time. Although I have laid awake at night making plans and to-do lists for new job already; I think it won't take over my life so much as my London jobs did. I'll keep an eye on it anyway. I must remember how good having a life is.
Perhaps the Australian is perfect for me. Maybe my tendency towards being elusive was not so much of a personality defect as I had assumed; maybe it's just that the men that I got involved with were too different to me, too clingy I guess. A sort-of relationship with someone fantastic seems to hold hardly any guilt and drama. Maybe now and then a bit of tension, but I maintain that that was influenced by the drama seepage from our old relationships.
What else can I update you on?
Roller derby is becoming increasingly important to me. It fills me with adrenaline each practice and then afterwards I cannot sleep. Today's practice was very hard; we had to pull 'trains' of our team mates along. My stamina is atrocious; I was very slow with the train of 7 or 8 skaters behind me who were screaming encouragement. I need to get some running on toe-stop skills. That'll probably help. We lost our first bout. Many tales hang in that sentence that I don't care to bring down for you. We should win our next one; I fair believe we're one of the best teams in the UK.
Money's still scarce. I don't suppose that'll change unless I win the lottery. Which I might. I've become more of a competition-enterer now. My luck will come good one of these days.
A bit of a lacklustre post - apologies. My body and mind are weary weariness.
Another young lady began on the same day as me. She doesn't live in Hull either; humour-wise and sartorially we are very similar. We get along very well.
I'm trying to keep a handle on things this time. Although I have laid awake at night making plans and to-do lists for new job already; I think it won't take over my life so much as my London jobs did. I'll keep an eye on it anyway. I must remember how good having a life is.
Perhaps the Australian is perfect for me. Maybe my tendency towards being elusive was not so much of a personality defect as I had assumed; maybe it's just that the men that I got involved with were too different to me, too clingy I guess. A sort-of relationship with someone fantastic seems to hold hardly any guilt and drama. Maybe now and then a bit of tension, but I maintain that that was influenced by the drama seepage from our old relationships.
What else can I update you on?
Roller derby is becoming increasingly important to me. It fills me with adrenaline each practice and then afterwards I cannot sleep. Today's practice was very hard; we had to pull 'trains' of our team mates along. My stamina is atrocious; I was very slow with the train of 7 or 8 skaters behind me who were screaming encouragement. I need to get some running on toe-stop skills. That'll probably help. We lost our first bout. Many tales hang in that sentence that I don't care to bring down for you. We should win our next one; I fair believe we're one of the best teams in the UK.
Money's still scarce. I don't suppose that'll change unless I win the lottery. Which I might. I've become more of a competition-enterer now. My luck will come good one of these days.
A bit of a lacklustre post - apologies. My body and mind are weary weariness.