It’s Not a Date If You Don’t Kiss

Wore: White dress, low-ish heels for comfort should we end up going for a walk somewhere, it’s a bad look for any woman to complain about shoes pinching.
Sexy Lingerie: check
Will he see it? 99% no
Makeup: Lots of foundation to cover the HUGE PIMPLE on my forehead! Light eye make up, it’s a Tuesday night after all.
Hair: I didn’t go to the hairdresser that I’m way overdue, I did however put a treatment through it, all glossy and shinny :- )
Legs waxed: check
Body scrub and moisturise: check

I walked into the bar did a quick scan of the room and didn’t see him, went direct to the bar and bought myself a drink, looked around for a comfortable place to sit, plonked myself down and took a sip of the wine, all set. I’m cool, comfortable, if he’s running late from work I gotta drink in hand all the important issues addressed.

Within a minute he walked through the other door, coming from the lounge area, he exchanged smiles, he gives me a kiss on the cheek and sits next to me. My stupid brain starts thinking about the Seinfield episode of Jerry and Shmwoopy sitting on the same side of a booth. We start with the mundane how was your day etc…

He wore: charcoal suit, pink shirt with a well matched tie, no French cuffs *weep*
Clean shaved: check
Nice cologne: check, the same one from Saturday night that made my 2 girlfriends and me weak at the knees***
Occupation: Accountant, weekend security
Physique: like a front row footy player
Smoker: yes
Two syllable name: check
Cute accent: yep!

Conversation flowed easily; he must be the most well mannered man I’ve ever met. It sounds odd, that’s the best way to describe him.

Lots of getting to know you conversation, absolutely nothing in common, doesn’t matter makes conversation that little more interesting. I'm intrigued. I can’t remember what left field eccentric comment I made after approximately 30 minutes or so of conversation, I know I did the expressive hand gesture and mild flick of the head, he looked at me – I thought I offended somehow, he kissed me.

Yes, the end of night possible goodnight kiss dance, no longer an issue. We decided to go for dinner at Chinatown, he had never tried Peeking Duck. I needed to fix that*. We stood to leave, he took my hand and said ‘you’re wearing lower shoes than Saturday night, you’re hand feels different in mine’ ah ok, want to make me feel uncomfortable, that’s the way to do it. Quick re-composure, we wandered to Chinatown hand in hand for dinner.

Dinner was lovely, the waiter made our first little peeking duck wrap, so good. I love that sauce, I then proceeded to make another, and he watched intently I handed it to him, he was surprised. Why? After dinner he wanted to have another drink, it was approaching 11pm, no I thought best to call it a night. Simple date drink and dinner, good conversation, conversation is always good when one party has such a cute accent.

Was it a good night? Yes
Did he pick up the bill? Yes
Did he walk me back to my car? Yes
Did he kiss me goodnight? Yes
Will you see him again? Probably not, no spark


* First date with Sabre Boy last year, I introduced him to escargot
**Title with compliments Vikki, exert of conversation last week
*** Question from B this morning ‘Wasn't he wearing the same hypnotic aftershave?’

Ouch!

I'm learning to do this:


I have 3 bruises on my left leg, one just above my knee, one behind my knee and one upper side of my calve. To give my leg a little more colour there's also a huge scratch mark from my toe nail (a nail that hardly exists) right at the crease of my knee. I'm in pain...

This kick is so much harder then it looks! It is not natural for both feet to be off the ground like that. I'm so frigging uncoordinated.

Date Tonight

I have a date with Mr Accent Help. We’re meeting in the city this evening, convenient for both. I prefer not to be picked up on the first date, never know what Psycho you may meet*, yeah, I got faith.

After reading Aspen and Indiana’s posts I feel like I’ll be analysing every move this guy makes, will he buy me a drink? Will he walk me to a cab afterwards? Will he kiss me goodnight?**

This dating thing really irks me; I just want to fall into the comfortable conversation. Those initial getting to know you questions are so scripted.

As time goes on my attitude is getting worse, A next day phone call and there's no 'chase', I haven’t even had a date with him and because he is showing interest I’m already loosing it. I used to only loose interest in a guy straight after I sleep with him***, now look at me.

*After TAB guy just turning up in the middle of the night on a couple of occasions I’m overly cautious.
** Chat with a girlfriend 'It's not a date unless you have a goodnight kiss'.
*** I seldom go back for seconds, loose interest straight afterwards.

Week 8 - 2007

Job Status: I start a new job on Thursday 1st March!
Gym workouts: Sweaty goodness everyday!
Movies watched: Irréversible (only 30mins or so, thanks for the lend Cibby, not for me), Legally Blonde, (much needed after previous movie), Music and Lyrics, Jarhead
Reading: The Joy Luck Club (actually, I've only read about 4 pages in the last week)
Diet: Cheese and cherry strudel, an almond friande, a chocolate éclair, a midnight big mac, a few cookies with coffee. Must take better care of diet this week.
Alcohol consumption: Everyday, need a couples days off. Did someone say cocktail?
Money Spent: $$$ on celebratory patent black leather shoes

You Said What? I Love you!

I’ve been a really bad friend this week. I don’t care. This week it’s all about me! Okay! Me! I can be selfish every now and then (my IRL friends are probably choking on their coffee right about now)

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The Fireman from Saturday night sent me an email today – I can’t remember giving him my email address? My real one at that, full name! I didn’t give him my mobile number…. Note to self, don't drink so much! Oh well, he has invited me to a ‘fireman’s cruise’ it sounds like a dream come true. Men in uniform *dreams*

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Leaving a girlfriends place last night I races a new Mitsubishi Evolution – I won off the mark, first race since I’ve had my car fixed. I was on such a high!

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I love left field conversations, of late:

- How do you produce miniature Chihuahua’s?
- There’s many video’s on YouTube for ‘cat spanking’
- That’s nowhere near as nasty as ‘Trough boy’! Damn, I now need to explain Trough Boy to complete strangers

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I had lunch with one of my unemployment buddies on Tuesday; we spent $60 on sandwiches, soft drink and coffee. The high life at its best!

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Do you know those petulant pericytes, sorry excuse of human beings that go to a movie and they bring outside food and stink the entire cinema? I hate them too! But last night I was SO hungry - I was that person.

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I’m supposed to be seeing one of my girlfriends today, we met at fencing, she’s absolutely lovely, gorgeous. We have nothing in common. (She's the one that fed me to the wolves a few months back.) I’m now struggling to come up with any conversation. I did want to expand my social circle this year; it’s hard work!

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When bananas were $13kg what were people using in Double Bay and Neutral Bay to say they were looking at some lovin’?

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Exhausted

After the fire last night, Finding out my possible melanoma requires removal, interview being postponed, receiving a call from my other contract job on Saturday’s and being told I’m no longer required. I knew it wouldn’t continue for too much longer 17 units to sell early January, only 6 last weekend, 1 still available. Over. Kinda works well for my Saturday lunch interview.

I felt like going back to bed this morning and sleep through everything. But no, I can’t let a little hump in the road get to me.. I got up threw on my gym gear and headed up – I drove to the gym, the whole 3 minute drive.

I did a class, there was no way I was going to discipline myself to do anything more. My punches didn’t have punch, my shuffle had no bounce, my kick looked more like a ballet move, I almost punched myself in the face.

I’m back home, showered, I want to go and do something but I have nothing to do today. The beach sounds appealing but too much effort to get there. Yep, 15 minutes walk down a hill is too hard for me today. I thought of calling a friend for lunch but I don’t feel right spending more money (lunch yesterday set me back $35, sandwich and sparkling water – that’s what happens when I go to Double Bay).

I could go to a movie, I have 4 free tickets but I don’t want to waste a beautiful day. I’m averaging one day a week feeling low and ego dented, unwanted and needing some validation. My ultra positive outlook for employment has been forgotten today.

It’s only 1pm, I’ve had a workout, updated blog, had lunch and I have the rest of the day to do anything I want to, it shouldn’t include going back to bed.

Interview – Postponed

I was to have my second interview today with Kiss on the Cheek employer. He called and postponed.

We will be meeting for lunch on Saturday at Bondi. I am to choose the destination and time.

Easy.

My huge issue: What do I wear? It’s a casual Saturday interview over lunch! I’m usually all dressed up in my best when going into the city; the beach is just too hard.

Help!

The Quay and The Queen

Oh such a night, a momentous occasion, two grand ships entered our beautiful harbour, accordingly a small group of us decided to fight the traffic and join the celebrations. I’m so happy I did – look at some of the images…

We met at ECQ nowhere near as many people as I thought would be at the bar, especially seeing the sea of people below us on the concourse all trying for the best vantage point…

A few cocktails were had – I love having friends with benefits, 25% off all drinks, made $18+ cocktails desirable.

The QE2 entered our sensational harbour at 7pm with an entourage of sail boats and ferries that looked like dinghies sailing next to it. The two great Queens greeted each other for the first meeting with a “whistle salute” using their 2,000 pound, 7-foot long signaling horns that can be heard over 10 miles away.


We drank and enjoyed just being part of this wonderful occasion, time was fast approaching for the fireworks to commence. Unfortunately our western aspect on eastern circular quay meant we missed the majority of the fireworks display, we caught glimpses of the fiery bright lights, heard the loud whistles and throughly enjoyed the cannons being shot.

When the crowd slowly dissipated, and our group was calling it an night, we decided to walk up to the Opera House around the Botanic Gardens to see the bright lights of the QM2. WOW! Is all I can say.

A couple more drinks at near by Lenin Bar, Vodka of course for me, with a selection of over 70 Vodkas to choose from I was like a kid in a candy store! Time was passing and my 2 friends not working at the moment either we partied on! A midnight cheeseburger was had – how good does maccas taste after lots of alcohol? We continues drinking at a near by pub until close…

Our city was not prepared, all I’m hearing on the news today is complaints about the traffic. It was unprecedented that 2 ships in our harbour would bring a similar amount of people into our city as New Years celebrations. It's a sign of out times that so many people made the trip into the city.

Photos with compliments K. who walked to work over the Big Bad Bridge an hour earlier to see the ship come into the harbour.

Ya Callin’ Me Yalla Bellied?

When does it ever end? I went to the Skin Cancer Specialist yesterday. I’ve been concerned about one of my moles on my tummy for a while now. Each GP tells me to ‘keep an eye on it’. Okay, I have, now tell me why and does it need to be removed or will I keep an eye on it until is spreads half way across my torso?

After many months of procrastination I made and kept the appointment.

As soon as I walk into the tiny ‘specialists’ office he asked if there was any cause of concern. I pulled up my top and indicated to the centimetre mark on my upper abdomen. ‘okay, that has to come out’ I freaked! He asked if there were anymore. I’ll damn my heritage for the rest of my days. I didn’t eve think about it before I said it ‘do you want me to take this off?’ pulling at my top. ‘I bet you say that to all the men’ when did doctors get so cheeky? Last time my oncologist touched my breast and said ‘nice boob’ ha, he was commenting on his own work.

The doctor said he’d cut out my mole straight away… I stood like a mere cat and gravitated toward the door. No, no, no.. I can’t do it now. Needles. Stitches. No, no, I have to be somewhere soon. He laughed at me! I can’t believe he laughed at me! He said it would only take 3 minutes. I picked up my bag, ‘I’ll come back soon, I’ll make another appointment, I’ll take some vaillum before I come’ stuttered my way through that. Okay, he finally got it. My irrational fear of needles… he told me to take some relaxants, have a couple of drinks before I come and bring someone with me. Only condition, if I have a drink I have to bring one for him too….

He walked out to the reception desk with me, told the receptionist to book me in, make sure she makes the reminder call so I don’t run away.

I’ve requested my surrogate boyfriend to come with me. He laughed at my cowardness. I don’t care! No one is cutting anything out of me that easily! I’m fully aware it will only take a few minutes, one slice this way *shudder * one slice that way * skin tingles* 2 stiches, then I faint.

My Rival:

Week 7 - 2007

Job Status: Still looking
Gym workouts: 6 hour of various glasses – I took Sunday off, mostly due to dancing til 4am
Movies watched: Notes on a Scandal, Click
Reading: The Joy Luck Club
Diet: Burrito, a piece of apricot pie
Alcohol consumption: Too much I’ve forgotten! Vodka, champers, cocktails, port…
Money Spent: $60 on 3 new tops for the gym

Lend Me A Tenor

Tuesday night I visited NIDA for the first time. The theatre / university is so close to home and there’s almost a performance nightly and yet never been. Note to self: research more plays and go more often.

Press play while reading – it’s a montage of the entire play in 4 minutes, to the wonderful (for me very familiar) music of Orff, us Aussies may know the music from ‘this is a big ad’ (wait for 25seconds – really worth it)



It was a fun little musical comedy featuring some of my most favourite operatic pieces. Originally produced by Andrew Lloyd Webber. Overview:

Chicago, 1934 - The Cleveland Grand Opera is celebrating its biggest night in history: world famous tenor Tito Merelli, known to his fans as 'Il Stupendo', is scheduled to sing the lead in Othello. Through a hysterical series of mishaps, Tito is given a double dose of tranquilisers and promptly drops dead… or so it seems. Believing that Tito has died, the company's assistant, a fairly gifted amateur named Max, is secretly drafted into the role of Othello, donning the blackface and heavy costume to try to fool the audience into thinking he is Tito.

Soon, however, the real Tito wakes up and chaos ensues. Now TWO Othellos are running around in costume and two adoring female fans are running after them in lingerie, each thinking she is with Il Stupendo. Add in a volatile Italian wife and a fan-crazed bellhop and you have an hilarious farce that will have you laughing all night!

I was looking at the costumes and thinking how much better the bellhop uniform looked on the real bellhop and thinking about the amount of time I was on the floor of my girlfriends apartment helping put together the jester costumes. They looked awesome!

It closes soon. So much fun!

Happy Valentines Day

You want commitment, take a look into these eyes, they burn with a fire, just for you now until the end of time. I would do anything I'd beg, I'd steal, I'd die to have you in these arms tonight. Baby I want you like the roses want the rain, you know I need you like a poet needs the pain. I would give anything. My blood my love my life.

If you were in these arms tonight, I'd hold you, I'd need you, I'd get down on my knees for you. And make everything all right if you were in these arms, I'd love you. I'd please you. I'd tell you that I'd never leave you and love you till the end of time, if you were in these arms tonight

I’ve already had an affair this morning. It lasted a lot longer than anticipated. It saw me yelling, throwing my hand up in passion then caressing the wooded surrounds. It was a long once familiar stretch that I hope I wont be revisiting for sometime… hehehehe

I don’t have a Valentines date tonight; I don’t have a great love that I’ll be spending a romantic day with. How do I feel about being alone on Valentines Day? Ha, That’s why I have a great circle of friends!

Last year I agreed to my first blind date ever and on Valentines Day! It was a great night, even though he was married, this year I'm not going for any of the same adventures.


As per usual I’m going to have lunch with my dad so we can laugh at all the people staring at us assuming we’re a couple – yep, we’re both as crazy as each other.

Later I’ll be going out with a few of my single girlfriends for a casual night of drinks dancing and hopefully one of us will get a kiss good night.

Flashes of Friday Night

He slowly puts his arm around me, looking for permission, he pulls me into him with conviction, he runs his fingers along my face, moves my hair and pulls me closer with such strength, kisses me, I throw my arms around him and pull him in closer.

He pulls away, I’m breathless for a moment, I want more, he cradles my head in his hands, whispers in my ear, kisses me again..

I feel his warm breath on my cheek; he descends slowly kissing down my neck then back to my lips, deep, lustful, passionate. I close my eyes, lost deep in the kiss.

I look along his sun kissed muscular body glistening, run my hand slowly down his torso, my fingers are stretched out to feel as much of him as possible. He holds my hand leads it to be welcomed with a kiss.

His weight on my body, his skin feels warm against mine. My nails run along his bare back, he lowers and places his forehead on mine... We slip. We’re both so sweaty, nose into eye, head butt and laughing.

My Love Profile for Valentine's Day 2007

Your Five Variable Love Profile

Propensity for Monogamy: Your propensity for monogamy is medium. In general, you prefer to have only one love interest. But it's hard for you to stay devoted for too long! There's too much eye candy to keep you from wandering. Experience Level: Your experience level is high. You've loved, lost, and loved again. You have had a wide range of love experiences. And when the real thing comes along, you know it! Dominance: Your dominance is medium. You tend to be the one with more power. You aren't a total control freak in relationships.. But of course you don't mind getting you way! Cynicism: Your cynicism is high. Sure you believe in love, but you know it doesn't come easily. You scoff at "love at first site" and "soulmates." You rather take the real thing, as unglamorous as it is. Independence: Your independence is high. You don't need to be in love, and sometimes you don't even want love. Having your own life is very important for you... Even more important than having a relationship.

The Five Variable Love Test

Score!

One of my girlfriends gave me her Burberry Trench coat. It was 'too long for her' she bought it in London last year and worn it once... I've wanted one for the longest time, the classic elegance, the durable fabric. I'll marry it with (whats in my wardrobe that fits?) Black pencil skirt, throw on my knee high stelitto boots, the coat flapping in the wind...

I'm not going to say it, yes I am. I can't wait for winter to be able to wear it. On second thought with this chilly 20deg weather, I'll hold out a bit more. Dry cleaning takes time doesn't it? I love my friends!

Stormy, Stormy Night

We had a hug storm over Sydney on Sunday night. Here is our magnificent city under lights.

Week 6 - 2007

Job Status: Still looking
Gym workouts: 8 hours or more of sweaty goodness
Movies watched: The Last King of Scotland, The Firm
Reading: The Joy Luck Club
Diet: one chocolate éclair, lots of salads, half a pizza.
Alcohol consumption: half a bottle of champers on Friday night, a couple glasses on Saturday night and a Bellini on Sunday night
Money Spent: $50 on a dress (reduced from $219) $50 top (reduced from $129)

I’m Swimming in the Rain…

What a glorious feeling, I’m happy again… I went to the beach yesterday, for the first time ever I was in the water when it started to rain, no hesitation, we stayed in laughing at clouds so dark up above. It was so beautiful. Swimming in the warm water, the cool rain falling from above, Let the stormy clouds chase everyone from the place… running to their belonging and race to their cars. Such a beautiful experience with a happy refrain… Just swimming and talking in the rain…

Is That The Going Rate For a Giraffe?

I don’t understand some girls. Attractive young woman dancing around a pool table, she seductively moves against a guy playing, ran her hand down his cue, he looked puzzled not excited. She then picked up a couple of balls and played with them on the table! Who are these girls that think they can get away with this behaviour?

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I ate jellyfish for the first time on Wednesday night!

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What is the difference between a Crocodile and an Alligator?

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I was out and about with a few girlfriends, dancing, drinking faux champers. A girl grabs *our* bottle and fills up *her* glass. I see this, told my friend to confront her, if I did it I would smash her pretty little face against the glass. The girls response was something along the lines of ‘what? It’s not that important, It’s just champagne’ we’re both astounded by her response; a simple ‘sorry, I thought it was my friends bottle’ would’ve diffused the situation. Once again, my girlfriend spoke to her after my eyes narrowed and said ‘I’ll grab her by hair and force her to the bar to buy us another bottle if it’s not that important’. She told me not to worry. Not my nature. I approached the manager, advised him of the situation. We got a free bottle of champers!

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I had a hot chocolate with an old friend last night. As soon as I saw him I said “hello! You need a hair cut”

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My mother is sending me nuts. She calls me twice during the day just to see what I’m doing – soon I’m going to let go and say ‘just watching TV’

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The girls and I were dancing the night away, cute boy had his arms flying around us, dancing close etc… He flexed his arm a little and man, his bicep would make Popeye blush hmmmmm… One of my girlfriends joined a little later, I tapped this guy on his shoulder, asked him to show her is muscle. He did and next thing you know his tongue his down her throat – maybe he overheard her say to me ‘I’m going home with him tonight’ after feeling his arms.

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Why do people cheer at the opera? If the performance is moving ‘Bravo!’ is appropriate.

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If I’m going to get booked for speeding, it’s not going to be going 15km’s over the limit in a school zone – I want it to be for travelling over 180km – then I’m ‘speeding’

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If I hear anyone talking about purchasing a ‘Guess handbag’ in the near future I’m going to strangle her!

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I caught a taxi and there was an engine problem. The cab pulled over and told me that’s as far as he can go. It’s 12.30am. Dark street. 15mins walk home. The charge was at $25.60. He said ‘give me $20’ nahahhh… I opened the door told him $10 is all I’m prepared to pay, we argued for a minute about the charge – he didn’t complete his part of the taxi/passenger contract. I jumped out and started a brisk walk up the dark road. He yelled out bitch – I ran home in high heels!

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How do you broach the subject of nasal delivery to a partner?

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Quoting

Abuse of words has been the great instrument of sophistry and chicanery, of party, faction, and division of society.

John Quincy Adams

Week 5 2007

Job Status: Still looking - one interview
Gym workouts: Not much… 1 hour pilates and 1 hour boxing
Movies watched: Clambake, Kinsey, Dream girls
Reading: Nothing. Flipping through 2 months of Harpers Bazaar and latest Look magazine
Diet: one cinnamon donut, kebab – I think I had food poisoning last week.
Alcohol consumption: 4 consecutive alcohol free days
Money Spent: Car repair $1,420

Purrrrrring…

I got my car back yesterday, she purrs like a kitten, this is the car I know and love, the sports exhaust, dump pipe off the turbo still gives her a throaty sound but she is modest unlike the Magtruck she was trying to imitate for so long. Driving my hot little car is almost better than sex, I was caressing the wood grain gear stick, rubbing the wooden steering wheel, music down soft to hear the motor – ohhh goose bumps..

The Coffee Shop

I have a little local coffee shop / deli only a few doors down from my place. Sometimes I love it, go there and get a nice strong coffee to start the day, usually when I’m super tired and need that coffee injection to hit the spot immediately other times I curse its very existence. I used to think smelling pastry in the morning coming through my window would be lovely. It’s not. Sickly. Don’t get me started on the early wake ups on garbage day; the bottle slamming will wake the most heavy of sleepers.

Anyway…

There I am with coffee, taking up a whole table, cuz I want to. There’s a painter filling his wagon with paint and other associated materials, he’s taking his time, why not, its Friday morning? I’d do the same. Another car pulls up behind, in the ‘no stopping’ section, just idealing. The painter goes back to the store and brings out another tin of paint.

*wave to paint shop owner *

The woman in the car jumps out and walks up to the painter with sheer determination and almost yells ‘when are you going. I have a baby in the car!’ I suppress a laughter and under my breathe say ‘yeah… and..?’ The painter looks at her, glances around at the coffee shop people, I smile, couple on nearby table smiles, painter smiles and says ‘I’m sorry’ pauses for a moment ‘you have a baby?' 'What is the world coming to where woman have babies’. The woman seriously angry yells out ‘pig!’ and storms back to her car.

What is with women that bear children, they expect everyone to adjust for them? Not me baby…

Signs

I don’t believe in signs, karma etc.. Every thing happens as an action or a reaction. Simple.

I saw Dom on Tuesday when I dropped off my car; he had sprained his ankle the night before.

I couldn’t help laugh. I tend to laugh at others misfortune.

He told me today his ankle is fractured and it’s a sign. When I broke up with him he was in the hospital bed with 4 bones in his foot shattered…

Sign? Coincidence?

Communication

Text:

Old trusty Dr D

So Mademoiselle N, let us have wild yummy sex today babe, great weather for it. When was the last time you were deliciously slammed? Be daring and say yes, we’ll have a fabulous time. Mwah Mwah Mwah Dr D x

I didn’t reply. Surprised?


Email:

From last workplace, one former colleague asking how things are going and if I’d like to catch up for a drink sometime.

We never saw each other socially while working together – however this is the guy that I first met a year prior to commencement in that role at speed dating. Freaking small world.


Text: Call: Text:

My old MD from finance place sent text asking if I’ve got a job yet…

Nup, he called, told me about a business proposal, giddy up, we are looking at a completed development site. 70 units to sell. I see commission!!! WooHooo!!!! Wish me luck!

Half hour late he asked sent text ‘who are you living with?’ I replied with mum. He said ‘cheaper rent! Boyfriend yet?’ I was taken back, strange, ‘nup, easier that way’ he wrote ‘true’, he only broke up with his fiancé over Christmas.

Going to be an interesting day tomorrow… Also picking up my car from Dom – I get a lift there too. YAY!