It Wasn’t Me Then

Since moving house we have had to transfer the internet, which is going to take up to two weeks, so I’m doing all this from work. PLUS the work internet is fcuking up as well. So bare with me ya?

It was B’s birthday party on Saturday night. We went out of course, but let’s start at the beginning.

We found it again, well no it wasn’t like it went away, and we just stopped looking for it. So yeah we found it bought it and smoked it.
I have been clean for almost 5 months now. So I figured it would help us move house. Which we also did on the weekend. That was a pain in the arse. 5 trips it took us, it wouldn’t have been so bad if it wasn’t over the other side of the territory. Then we had to get ready to go out, which meant come going out time we were rummaging through boxes trying to find our clothes.

Oh when we were moving the stuff in, the single slag with a daughter came down to see what was going on. She so bluntly asked who was moving in. Confused I guess because there were 5 of us moving bits and peices all day. Brenden told her it was himself and I. Apparently she looked blankly and then said, ‘So there are three of you moving into a 2 bedroom apartment’? (implying homosexuality…) NO said B, Just me and him (pointing to me obviously), she said something under her breath and walked off. So for the remainder of the moving we camped it up, and made over-the-top camp remarks. If the slag wants a war, she picked the wrong person to have it with. Single mothers think they own the world!

Anyways, it was good [going out]. I saw Beau, said hi. I don’t remember much after that. According to B I had to be  carried out of the club @ around 230, put into the back of the car, and when we got home, he had to clean me up, shower me, dress me, and put me into bed. That’s what I get for double dumping, then taking 2 caps. Weeeeeeeee. I remember vague details like someone telling me to not go to sleep (??) and someone else telling me to relax my arms (??). Needless to say I’m suffering now.

Our new place is so much smaller, but it’s comfortable and everything for the most part is unpacked. I have to get used to sharing a bathroom again. It’s been so long since I’ve had to do it.

I’m having dinner with a male friend this Thursday night. He seems like a nice enough boi, keen enough. Plus this other guy, who we have affectionately dubbed ‘Sussta’ only cause he is über gay. Haven’t had a chance to go their yet, but have not had a chance, with being paralytic Sunday, and hurting heaps yesterday.

Um, also there is Jay. He is Bren’s most recent FF. Bren being Bren has since moved on, but Jay has not. We’ve been talking a fair bit recently and I think I’m getting a bit of a thing for him (yeah ok crush). He is so nice, and deserves something more. I don’t know if I can do that, or maybe I’m just reading him wrong. I can’t talk to him about B, but I want to, just can’t yet, not till he has.

Song for the day: Heiko and Maiko – Gluecklich 

LPH