Sarah: Friend Of The Blind
The resident blind-man of Woodside Park took me out for a drink this evening.
By a bizarre twist of fate (as he called it anyway) I have met him twice - once yesterday when I helped him up the stairs at Euston, and once this evening when he needed some eyes to get him up to the high road from the station. And I felt a bit bad about turning him down for a drink, so I thought I'd go... Did have to text my brother and get him to call me to ask me to come home after he insisted on buying me ANOTHER drink though... And its a bit creepy that he can hear how quickly I was drinking... YIKES! Nice bloke though, I didn't really mind giving him my number. I must've dropped the phrase "my boyfriend" into the conversation enough times (and yes, that was a lie, none of you have missed anything). I do think it was all intended to be innocent though, would be a bit weird otherwise... Anyway, if it had turned nasty I'd just have stolen his stick and beat him up with it...
Oh god I am so tastless sometimes... :o)
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In other news, I think I may like Oli - this is boy Oli, not best friend Oli (whose 21st bday was today and I forgot - GAY GAY GAY IDIOT I AM!). He likes my cheeks - he says they're squashy and cute. Hurrah! Shame he's off to Europe til September... Grrr.... Well, we'll see how it pans out when he's back... (although we all know my shitty track record lol)
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The loopy friend who shall remain nameless who has had chlamydia 4 times found out today she was pregnant, but had a miscarriage about a week ago, but we don't know why. Maybe because her body was pumped full of dodgy levels of hormones from her rapidly expiring Implanon implant, or the chlamydia, or the excessive amount of alcohol she drinks, or interactions from her epilepsy drugs, or antibiotics... Jeez, what a mess. She's totally screwed up and doesn't know what to think, and I just spent a long time attempting to counsel her. YAAAARGH WHY IS EVERYONE SO MESSED UP!?
By a bizarre twist of fate (as he called it anyway) I have met him twice - once yesterday when I helped him up the stairs at Euston, and once this evening when he needed some eyes to get him up to the high road from the station. And I felt a bit bad about turning him down for a drink, so I thought I'd go... Did have to text my brother and get him to call me to ask me to come home after he insisted on buying me ANOTHER drink though... And its a bit creepy that he can hear how quickly I was drinking... YIKES! Nice bloke though, I didn't really mind giving him my number. I must've dropped the phrase "my boyfriend" into the conversation enough times (and yes, that was a lie, none of you have missed anything). I do think it was all intended to be innocent though, would be a bit weird otherwise... Anyway, if it had turned nasty I'd just have stolen his stick and beat him up with it...
Oh god I am so tastless sometimes... :o)
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In other news, I think I may like Oli - this is boy Oli, not best friend Oli (whose 21st bday was today and I forgot - GAY GAY GAY IDIOT I AM!). He likes my cheeks - he says they're squashy and cute. Hurrah! Shame he's off to Europe til September... Grrr.... Well, we'll see how it pans out when he's back... (although we all know my shitty track record lol)
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The loopy friend who shall remain nameless who has had chlamydia 4 times found out today she was pregnant, but had a miscarriage about a week ago, but we don't know why. Maybe because her body was pumped full of dodgy levels of hormones from her rapidly expiring Implanon implant, or the chlamydia, or the excessive amount of alcohol she drinks, or interactions from her epilepsy drugs, or antibiotics... Jeez, what a mess. She's totally screwed up and doesn't know what to think, and I just spent a long time attempting to counsel her. YAAAARGH WHY IS EVERYONE SO MESSED UP!?