+ Only I would turn up to The Southern Cross Hotel on a Friday night in St Peter’s wearing a see-thru white lacy top, this pub is AKA ‘the truckers pub’
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+ Words that would only come out of my mouth ‘we didn’t have much to drink, what a bottle and a half of Champers each’ of course we finished off the other half a bottle and made ourselves a champagne brekkie
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+ My GF accompanied me to look at a couple of units Saturday morning, one that was slightly out of my budget, but the ceiling wasn’t out of reach! She was wearing flat shoes too!
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+ I saw my car stalker on Saturday, I enjoyed talking to him so much I started thinking ‘Hmmm.. He is cute.. I love his little accent…Maybe I should go out with him’ as I was walking away the thought ran away!
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+ I spent Saturday afternoon by my ex-MD’s pool. I don’t like tan lines and caught myself just before I took my bikini top off!
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+ So, there was a guy I met at a house party a couple years ago, word around the camp fire was, he asked about me regularly – he got out of gaol a couple weeks ago. I really have to life my standards!
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+ After a few vodka’s, a few glasses of red wine, pizza, more wine and watching the footy with my bestest friend (former employer), his mate randomly came over, the one I shagged early this year and then started seeing drug fucked whores – I had a phone call and text from him on the way home. They went unanswered.
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+ I watched many episodes of Entourage before going to bed on Saturday night, Sunday morning I completed the entire first season and moved onto season two
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+ I lazed by the pool with my book, felt the sun on my skin and went for my first swim of the season
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+ The sun was pouring in the balcony doors; I plonked myself in the sun and watched more Entourage, I can’t believe how much Vince looks like my last-boyfriend, same nose, lips, eyes, same complexion… I’m addicted to the show. Bring on season three!
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+ A friend came over on Sunday night, he broke up with his girlfriend a few weeks ago. All I heard about was the demise of their relationship; I cracked after about an hour and yelled ‘YOU broke up with her! Get over it! Let’s go out for dinner…’ he thanked me afterwards.
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+ Monday must’ve been the slowest day ever at work, the clocks didn’t turn and yet I didn’t leave till almost 7pm
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+ J. a friend of V’s was in Sydney for a night last night from Coffs, we were at V’s place drinking wine laughing. It was such a great relaxing night.
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+ I had the worst night sleep last night, woke up in the wee hours of the morning up horizontal in bed along the pillows, tossed and turned the rest of the night.
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+ It’s been a week since I’ve seen Sabre Boy, I wrote last week that I felt interest had dissipated on both sides; (partially to protect myself from expectations) a week later I haven’t heard from him. I wanted him to prove me wrong…
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+ Words that would only come out of my mouth ‘we didn’t have much to drink, what a bottle and a half of Champers each’ of course we finished off the other half a bottle and made ourselves a champagne brekkie
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+ My GF accompanied me to look at a couple of units Saturday morning, one that was slightly out of my budget, but the ceiling wasn’t out of reach! She was wearing flat shoes too!
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+ I saw my car stalker on Saturday, I enjoyed talking to him so much I started thinking ‘Hmmm.. He is cute.. I love his little accent…Maybe I should go out with him’ as I was walking away the thought ran away!
****************************************************************
+ I spent Saturday afternoon by my ex-MD’s pool. I don’t like tan lines and caught myself just before I took my bikini top off!
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+ So, there was a guy I met at a house party a couple years ago, word around the camp fire was, he asked about me regularly – he got out of gaol a couple weeks ago. I really have to life my standards!
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+ After a few vodka’s, a few glasses of red wine, pizza, more wine and watching the footy with my bestest friend (former employer), his mate randomly came over, the one I shagged early this year and then started seeing drug fucked whores – I had a phone call and text from him on the way home. They went unanswered.
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+ I watched many episodes of Entourage before going to bed on Saturday night, Sunday morning I completed the entire first season and moved onto season two
****************************************************************
+ I lazed by the pool with my book, felt the sun on my skin and went for my first swim of the season
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+ The sun was pouring in the balcony doors; I plonked myself in the sun and watched more Entourage, I can’t believe how much Vince looks like my last-boyfriend, same nose, lips, eyes, same complexion… I’m addicted to the show. Bring on season three!
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+ A friend came over on Sunday night, he broke up with his girlfriend a few weeks ago. All I heard about was the demise of their relationship; I cracked after about an hour and yelled ‘YOU broke up with her! Get over it! Let’s go out for dinner…’ he thanked me afterwards.
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+ Monday must’ve been the slowest day ever at work, the clocks didn’t turn and yet I didn’t leave till almost 7pm
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+ J. a friend of V’s was in Sydney for a night last night from Coffs, we were at V’s place drinking wine laughing. It was such a great relaxing night.
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+ I had the worst night sleep last night, woke up in the wee hours of the morning up horizontal in bed along the pillows, tossed and turned the rest of the night.
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+ It’s been a week since I’ve seen Sabre Boy, I wrote last week that I felt interest had dissipated on both sides; (partially to protect myself from expectations) a week later I haven’t heard from him. I wanted him to prove me wrong…
12 comments:
I hate it when they don't prove you wrong :( Some men are a dime a dozen. Some men are absolute princes. I guess it's the same for girls.
Maybe not being proved wrong means you were right in everything you said...
...wanting to be proven wrong sounds a littel too much like a game...says the guy who posts about lying on a date. ~grin~
Argh, I was hoping things would be different for you than they were for me, you know, being a whole other continent and all. Apparently being an asshole is universal.
hey Nat! i just worked out how to post a comment!! Yay me. Had a great night last night - love that i get to come back to Sydney to catch up with the girls xx
One great thing about the tropics is that we have hardly stopped swimming (Winter included). 'Beautiful one, day perfect the next' is a truely apt description
guys that can't stop thinking about their ex-girlfriends are too annoying... even worse is if their ex goes a little slutty, then it's all 'see? I was lucky to have missed that bullet' for ages...
M - At least i had prepared myself for it.
Indiana, my gut instinct is pretty good. I should listen to it more often...
wanting to be proven wrong sounds a littel too much like a game really? I didn't mind this one, but I wasn't 'that into him' mutual thing i guess...
Yes, i am aware of your post re: lying on a date :-P
Sarah, he's not an asshole - just not interested in me. Man, thats horrible to write!
Jodi - HELLO!!!! Anytime your down babes!
Scorpy, don't rub it in about the nice weather up there, I'm still trying to work out a way i can live/work up there during winters ;-)
Cibby, she hasnt gone slutty but she's already met a new guy!
I had the worst night sleep last night, woke up in the wee hours of the morning up horizontal in bed along the pillows, tossed and turned the rest of the night.
Yep, 26 - 27, that's where it begins.
Welcome to my world! Mwuhaahahaaaaa!!
+ you should be worried when you wake up vertical elsewhere really. consider yourself lucky.
+i have to keep notes on how many guys you're talking simultaneously in that post. figuratively speaking.
+i had wine for breakfast the other week and i thought that was kinda weird. I guess that's pretty normal then.
+my weekend was dead flat.
GB, Nooooooooo! I can't have bad sleeping pattern I get grumpy!
treespotter - oh, i re-read my post and yep, there were a few men in there. Damn not one I like or likes me :-(
wine for brekkie, i'm impressed!
shouldn't you be drinking caesars for breakfast?
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