pottsie

and another one bites the dust

at least she had the courtesy to call me.... i was in bed reading the new david mitchell book, listening to some tom waits when the call came. doesn't think we should see each other any more, she's going overseas anyway blah blah blah.

only pissed off i didn't have the courage to say it first. the thought of sharing a bed with her had kind of repulsed me in the last week or so.... had a bad night where i lay awake, uncomfortable having flashbacks to months of such nights with my ex, had a time when i found her kissing style so repulsive it has scared me since....

we had so little in common we spend most of our time explaining our lives to each other. i know you're not defined by your job or taste in music or taste for chemical hedonism, but you do need some common ground other than conversations about sport and our mutual friends. some common passion to share and discuss.

and the sex wasn't that great either

fuck it. it's a good thing. god i'm a shocker though. there's a girl who'll understand me somewhere.... over the fucking rainbow. it was good for me to dip my toe in the dating water in my new single life, to get my mojo back in the bedroom, to step outside my comfort zone briefly, to realise it's not really that big of a deal, to vow never to date an accountant again

"table top joe..... proved everyone wrong, i'm as rich as i'm famous, i'm where i belong, table top joooooe, now everyone knows, table top joe.""

god tom waits is good

ps. saw factotum tonight (the new matt dillon movie). it is fantastic. see it as soon as you can. makes you want to smoke cigerettes and drink scotch on the stained matress of a dodgy hotel room. when it finished i was pissed off. i wanted it to keep on going and going

pps. i find it harder to get the energy to leave comments or updating in this version of SG, so sorry for not doing so..... but i still loves ya