This has been an interesting and rather tiring week for the old pig.
It all started on sunday evening. Now, I have no idea why, but on a Sunday I simply can not sleep. I will lay awake in bed turning from one side to the other and occasionally staring at the ceiling. Just waiting for the impending doom that is my alarm. which went off an hour earlier than it usually does. The reason why? I had to drive to Manchester.
So, to sum up, on Monday, I spent 24 hours awake. I had this meeting, which showed us the marketing strategy for 2006.
I'd just like to make a little aside here. I absolutely hate this whole corporate thing. Marketing?
Sales forecasts? Having to make small talk about where our brands are heading strategically over the next 12 months? 
I'm simply in this job because it pays better than any job I've previously had, I get a healthcare package and a very good pension. Outside of that, I don't care one jot about it.
Anyway. After the meeting, we hit the bar. Until 4am. I was rather drunk (but not as drunk as I usually get at these affairs - I only personally insulted one of the directors this time
) I had to be up at 7:30 the next morning in order to get breakfast and leave before 9. Thank god it was an all you can eat affair (I always treat 'all you can eat' as some form of personal challenge).
I did the 6 hour drive home, and then went to the cinema with a couple of friends to watch a peculiar Russian vampire film called Night watch. I still have no idea if it's any good or not!
On Wednesday night I took a rather charming young lady to watch the new Jim Jarmusch film, Broken flowers. Which was good, but possibly one of Jarmusch's weaker films. The evening went quite well, I enjoyed myself. But I have no idea if she sees me in any kind of romantic light, when we parted that evening, it was simply with a 'see you later, we'll have to do this again' so I'm going to assume not then.
Which I'm not complaining about, no, not on any level. But it's a bit frustrating that I'm ever so slowly managing to recover my confidence, but it's not getting me anywhere. I don't know what it is that I'm after, good lord, I don't think I'm ready to have any kind of meaningful relationship. Not after all that's happened. But well, you know, I miss being with someone sometimes. Not in a sexual sense (well not all the time
) but I miss that physical closeness, the hand holding, cuddling up and well.. just being close to someone.
Patience. That's what I'm telling myself. It's a bit shitty to accept only the good things in a relationship. We all know the world doesn't work quite that way.
Thursday, I went out with my best friend to a club (On a school night no less!
) drank until the wee hours again, and then had to put in a full day at work yesterday. Too tired to do anything last night, I just watched Batman begins (I've only recently managed to get hold of that) and went to bed.
Lack of funds means that this weekend will be spent mainly sleeping and staying in.
This week, I have been mainly listening to:
Eagles of death metal - Again!!
Primus - Antipop
Anthrax - the sound of white noise
Jane's addiction - strays
Yeah yeah yeahs - Fever to tell.
And I have been mainly reading:
The Aeneid by Virgil, which I succesfully finished.
The twelve Caesars by Suetonius.
I also wish to take this moment to tell SarcasticMenace to take care. I'll miss you whilst you're away.
It all started on sunday evening. Now, I have no idea why, but on a Sunday I simply can not sleep. I will lay awake in bed turning from one side to the other and occasionally staring at the ceiling. Just waiting for the impending doom that is my alarm. which went off an hour earlier than it usually does. The reason why? I had to drive to Manchester.
So, to sum up, on Monday, I spent 24 hours awake. I had this meeting, which showed us the marketing strategy for 2006.
I'd just like to make a little aside here. I absolutely hate this whole corporate thing. Marketing?
Sales forecasts? Having to make small talk about where our brands are heading strategically over the next 12 months? I'm simply in this job because it pays better than any job I've previously had, I get a healthcare package and a very good pension. Outside of that, I don't care one jot about it.
Anyway. After the meeting, we hit the bar. Until 4am. I was rather drunk (but not as drunk as I usually get at these affairs - I only personally insulted one of the directors this time
) I had to be up at 7:30 the next morning in order to get breakfast and leave before 9. Thank god it was an all you can eat affair (I always treat 'all you can eat' as some form of personal challenge).
I did the 6 hour drive home, and then went to the cinema with a couple of friends to watch a peculiar Russian vampire film called Night watch. I still have no idea if it's any good or not!
On Wednesday night I took a rather charming young lady to watch the new Jim Jarmusch film, Broken flowers. Which was good, but possibly one of Jarmusch's weaker films. The evening went quite well, I enjoyed myself. But I have no idea if she sees me in any kind of romantic light, when we parted that evening, it was simply with a 'see you later, we'll have to do this again' so I'm going to assume not then.
Which I'm not complaining about, no, not on any level. But it's a bit frustrating that I'm ever so slowly managing to recover my confidence, but it's not getting me anywhere. I don't know what it is that I'm after, good lord, I don't think I'm ready to have any kind of meaningful relationship. Not after all that's happened. But well, you know, I miss being with someone sometimes. Not in a sexual sense (well not all the time
) but I miss that physical closeness, the hand holding, cuddling up and well.. just being close to someone.
Patience. That's what I'm telling myself. It's a bit shitty to accept only the good things in a relationship. We all know the world doesn't work quite that way.
Thursday, I went out with my best friend to a club (On a school night no less!
) drank until the wee hours again, and then had to put in a full day at work yesterday. Too tired to do anything last night, I just watched Batman begins (I've only recently managed to get hold of that) and went to bed.
Lack of funds means that this weekend will be spent mainly sleeping and staying in.
This week, I have been mainly listening to:
Eagles of death metal - Again!!
Primus - Antipop
Anthrax - the sound of white noise
Jane's addiction - strays
Yeah yeah yeahs - Fever to tell.
And I have been mainly reading:
The Aeneid by Virgil, which I succesfully finished.
The twelve Caesars by Suetonius.
I also wish to take this moment to tell SarcasticMenace to take care. I'll miss you whilst you're away.
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Is the batman good?