Monday, 20 September 2010

Exercise and Man Talk

Today was manic - one new starter, one dodgy laptop,one training session including two big chiefs, one line manager on a delayed plane and one junior member of the team, who is to totally over her boss and I ended the day knackered.

Not so tired that I didn't hit the gym. I took a bet from F last week about changing up my gym regime. I've got to admit I bore easily and pounding away on a treadmill is great results wise, but boring beyond belief.

The bet is that I do a different activity every day for two weeks. Today was body pump - I couldn't bearly walk at the end of the class. I'm wondering how I'm going to get through boxercise tomorrow.

The Frenchman and I are having coffee on Thursday. I've had him on a slow simmer for a while now, because as I've learnt wild intial enthusiasm from me normally equals eventual disappointment.

While from the guys usually means it's a toss up between pursuing me or another, or the case of the players out there, the several other ladies in the frame! The thing that I've finally learnt is play it cool and just go with the flow.

Going with the flow is something you can't accuse B of doing. Since her little drunken escapade the other day, she has been 'dancing'around the object of her desire, until he pinned her down and said they needed to talk.

"What do you think it means? Is he interested?"

"Since when have I ever been able to make sense of what men do and more importantly how their minds work?" I said.

"Yeah I forget" she replied laughing. "But what do I do"

"Email him and just say if he's not too scarced, does he fancy a latte, offsite"

"Oh you are so forward BB"

"No just assertive, do you want this man or not? You need to know whether he's interested right?"

"I guess"

"You are such a woss!" I replied.

Sunday, 19 September 2010

So The Good News Is...

..I didn't contact H. Why make a tit of yourself when there's no need to right?

Instead I went to the gym, cleaned house, replanted my window box with some autumn blooms and had lunch with F who made me laugh with talk about his latest bout of player behaviour.

I marvel at the fact that every single woman who hooks up with him genuinely believes he's a good guy. He is such an accomplished player, but to give him his dues, he never lies to them, makes promises he won't keep or even suggests that they're an item; but still the women keep coming!

Saturday, 18 September 2010

H's Birthday

I've had one of those chilled out days, that you always say you're gonna have on the weekend but never seem to have.

I've made myself busy to distract myself. Tomorrow is H's birthday and being point blank honest, he's been on my mind this week. I'm proud to say I haven't made contact, because that would make me a fool, again !

For once I'm following my own advice and keep repeating to myself.

"He's Toxic stupid, stay away and just remember you were only a vacation from his real life!"

It's funny how the bad boys always take longer to forget than the good ones. You always remember the way they behaved and wished you'd behaved better.

Friday, 17 September 2010

Friends Unreunited !

Two close friends is the average price you pay for falling in love, scientists have discovered.

Research has shown that when people start a new romantic relationship they are likely to lose two members of their inner circle of friends.

One is sacrificed to make way for the new partner, and the other disappears due to being ignored for too long, scientists believe.
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I haven't mentioned G lately, because she's now in the file marked ex-friends,due to a love affair (hers not mine)and her recently standing me up (I waited an hour for her - unheard of for me as I have the attention span of a nat!).

When she first hooked up with The Fool, it was like a car crash Romeo and Juliet. ou When they were happy it was like a Disney movie soaked in honey, but when they were fighting it was like the horror movie you want to leave before the ending.

Consequently, I got a really negative impression of him, which wasn't improved by his habit of calling me to intervene when they had some of their worst fights and then when I finally met him - a real non-event. I just couldn't see what she saw in him.

When things hit the skids at work with HWMBO,I withdrew to figure out what to do next. G wasn't impressed.

"You know that is something I do, when I don't know what I'm confused and I really don't know what to do next", I told her.

"I've been so angry with you", G replied.

"Well let's catch up probably and have a good gossip" I said.

That was three weeks ago. She stood me up. Then I heard nothing from her for two weeks until this text message.

"I'm really ashamed I stood you up. I forgot and went up North (to see the Fool). Sorry"

"No worries, coffee's on you next time" I replied, not wanting to waste negative energy bitching. We clearly have different perceptions of what's right and when I'm ashamed of something I've done, I'm the first person to put my hands up and call myself a jerk.

Deafening silence from G.

My friends know that I am old school, loyal and non-judgemental because I mess up regularly, usually in quite spectacular fashion(my career (until recently!),my love life (when sparks into occasional life!).

I totally love my friends and even if I'm not physically there, I've still got their backs.

But I have never put a man before my friends and family - it is the ultimate recipe for disaster.

So good luck G. I hope the Fool is worth it! I really do for your sake.

I Hate You So Much Right Now !

A serial cheater never really changes his MO, he just refines his particular art of cheating, until of course he gets busted. It was this particular lesson that N learnt today when she called me for some long distance BB advice.

Her boyfriend of two years, Mr M has been acting shady for months now. Never around when she needs him. Out of town 'working', but in the only areas of town where there isn't any mobile reception and generally acting aloof and unbothered by anything that's going on with her.

When she hinted at her fears about his 'not being present' in the relationship, he dismissed her branding her as being 'paranoid' 'needy' and distrustful'. He did such a good job on her that she let down her guard and reasoned herself into thinking things were ok.

Mr M thought he'd done such a great job pulling the wall over her eyes, that he made the mistake of using her laptop to contact some of his 'harem' - big mistake, school boy error as F always says, he left his account onscreen with his password.

She hacked into it and the rest as they say is history.

By the time she has learnt about girl number four, her disappointment and anger had reached volcanic proportions and she called me.

As you know I'm no saint and therefore the last person to act all holier than high about this unfortunate situation, but even I'm scratching my head trying to figure out, how this arsehole found the time to cheat on such an amazing woman (I know, I'm biased, but she is a lovely person, who always puts her partner first).

They say that men can't multi-task, well this jackarse had a darned good try!