The morning after...
Haha, I remembered blogging last night, but I had no idea what about until just now. In my drunken stupour I did forget to mention that a bouncer was hanging round The French DJ's face off. He looked like he was getting ready for trouble, but a few minutes into it he dived in and started doing the worm. Kick ass.
As awkward as I felt yesterday at work was, it was ten times as worse last night. What the hell was I thinking? I guess it's only human nature to test your limits, but come on. She never looked in my direction and I was damned if I was going to make the first move (for the keen eyed of you, you'll remember that me making the first move is what started this mess).
It wasn't until waking up in a sleepy daze this morning before I possibly figured it out. She had asked specifically if I would turn up with the others, which I saw as a nice goodwill gesture. However, it may all have been part of the same dubious plan. By blanking me she was making a point, the point that I should get over it because there was no longer anything there. If she treats me like shit then I lose intrest. Logical, no? Obvious now that I'm sober? Yes.
As awkward as I felt yesterday at work was, it was ten times as worse last night. What the hell was I thinking? I guess it's only human nature to test your limits, but come on. She never looked in my direction and I was damned if I was going to make the first move (for the keen eyed of you, you'll remember that me making the first move is what started this mess).
It wasn't until waking up in a sleepy daze this morning before I possibly figured it out. She had asked specifically if I would turn up with the others, which I saw as a nice goodwill gesture. However, it may all have been part of the same dubious plan. By blanking me she was making a point, the point that I should get over it because there was no longer anything there. If she treats me like shit then I lose intrest. Logical, no? Obvious now that I'm sober? Yes.
posted by The Warthog at
2:16 pm
2 Comments:
Cruel indeed,though I suppose sometimes someone being so awfully unambiguous helps one to move on, though I'm not sure if the whole strategic ignoring things is at all defensible. Ooh, I don't think I've ever used the royal 'one' in here before, I feel quite faint. Or maybe that's the toffees of doom- thanks for the dietary advice. And congratulations on the sicky.
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Anonymous, at 11:52 pm
I think, while that tactic would be used with my best interests in mind, it's not a good idea for me specifically. That sort of thing just makes me angry, and as good old Dr Bruce Banner always used to say, you wouldn't like me when I'm angry.
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The Warthog, at 12:53 am
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