Here we go again.

AM posted on my New Year's post on Facebook. Unsurprisingly, it's the same old "we really must meet up soon". She won't, though, make any effort. I'm still waiting for the meet up she promised at FP's funeral, over two years ago.

Oh la la!

A super attractive woman popped up on my online dating feed this morning. She was vaguely familiar. I think she might be a friend of QC1's. I'm pretty sure I've seen her before on someone's Facebook feed, and my gut says it's QC1.

She's also giving off Lucrezia Millarini vibes, and that's a very good thing.

 Of course I swiped right.

Coffee and chat.

Had a very pleasant few hours sitting with Nerdy Girl, drinking coffee and eating donuts this morning. And, I'm not gonna lie, my seat gave me an optimal view of the people walking past the coffee shop, many of whom were attractive ladies in leggings, despite the low temperatures.

We discussed our relative Christmas breaks (hers was busy, mine was not), she showed me some pictures of her friends (tall, blonde and attractive) and promised to introduce me to her girlfriend soon. They've been dating for around 18 months and I think she was only introduced to NG's family and friends this holiday season.

Very pleasant. And might just stave off the disappointment that I'll undoubtedly feel on Monday of having wasted my time off  because I haven't seen the people I wanted to see (specifically KfW2).

Rainchecked.

Nerdy Girl reached out earlier to ask if I was free over the weekend, given her cancellation last weekend. I am free for a few hours tomorrow morning, so we're meeting for coffee.

I have plans in the afternoon to go see my brother-in-law, to chat about some of the house stuff I want to accomplish this year. He's kinda, sorta in the construction business, so he's always a good first port of call when  it comes to that kind of stuff.

Acid attack.

2026 is not off to a great start. I didn't sleep well last night, woken on several occasions by acid reflux. It's actually been a pattern this holiday, and it seems to be kicked off by alcohol. And it doesn't have to be a lot of booze, either. 

The booze hit me quite quickly last night. Well, not quickly, but all at once. 

I made a New Years post on Facebook around 11 PM and I was feeling OK, but I'd had a (small) bottle of Baileys and a couple of gins. By the time I came to write my blog post, with another gin in me, things were different. Typing was a problem. Heh.

Anyway... I went to bed shortly after posting and was more than a little tipsy at that stage, but I woke at least four times during the night with reflux. I had already taken an esomeprazole capsule, which is usually sufficient, but I needed additional help throughout the night.

I used to suffer quite badly from reflux, but it's been less of an issue over the past few years. But when it strikes, it goes in hard.

So, yeah, a lack of sleep. 

Year in Review

I've had more than a few drinks, so I'll try and keep this brief because typing is a real problem at the moment. Teehee. 

But, a quick recap from last year's NYE post: I had said that I wanted/needed to lose some weight and get some house stuff done. And I've actually accomplished that to a certain extent. 

The weight loss has been mostly diet-based, so next year I want to increase my activity levels. 

I want to get more house stuff done and I want to be more social.

And while it wasn't called out specifically in last year's post, being more social was something I wanted to do, and I did that a bit by going to more gigs. I used to go to gigs quite regularly but Covid ruined that, like the rest of my social life and like my social life, it hasn't recovered since we came out of the second lockdown as evidenced by this holiday's lack of any quality communication with KfW2 or The Crowd.

Despite the recent loneliness, I think 2025 has been quite productive, so I'm low-key optimistic about 2026.

Happy New Year, dear reader. I hope 2026 is a great prosperous year for you and your families. 

Party mood.

A series of memories popped into my head a few minutes ago. I think I've posted about one of them before: AM invited FBS to our New Year's Eve gathering at a party two hours away. But it wasn't just that one evening that popped into my head, there were many times where BW and I had gone to visit AM and QC1 at their student house and ended up having a great time. 

I recall sharing cigarettes and conversation with QC1 in the stairwell of the local student's union, parties in AM's flat and a few dalliances with friends of AM and QC1, even though I had the largest crush on QC1. 

I presume these memories all popped into my head because of the specific night FBS came with us, which was a New Year's Eve, probably around this time. We'd have been on the bus on the way there. 

Good times. 

Chatty, chatty.

It was 11 AM before CC called. Thankfully she seemed to be in no mood for hanging around because, despite her claims that she was only awake, she was at my house inside of 30 minutes.

A quick brunch and I was back home by 1 PM. Thankfully, she was in decent form: more conversation and less lecturing than usual, which  I was grateful for. 

Last resorts.

I've heard nothing from anyone over the holidays - KfW2 messaged on Xmas Day, promising a phone call which hasn't yet materialised. The Crowd went quiet after my probing about a quiet night out between Xmas and New Year. And my planned brunch date with Nerdy Girl fell through with no rescheduling.

So I've been "forced" to get in touch with CC to see if she wants to do brunch tomorrow, just to tick that "socialising" box. She does, but will call me in the morning. 

I predict about 10:30, because she usually isn't awake before then. 

Rack 'em up.

When I was last out with D, FBS etc. we were talking about a gig that D and I went to earlier in the year. It wasn't a genre of music that I usually like, but D had a spare ticket and I wanted to get out of the house more.

It also helped that the artist in question was an attractive woman with a great rack.

"Didn't think that was your thing," queried FBS.

"Attractive women with great racks? I'm all for it." 

D pulled out his phone, did a search and showed FBS. 

"I don't think that's a great rack," she mused.

 I've stated plenty of times before that FBS has a great rack. Or she did when she was 21.

"Oh, it's great all right," confirmed D. 

 "Well, I disagree," sniffed FBS.

 So, yeah. We're going to see her again in a few month's time when she tours Europe.

Hmmm...

A sex dream last night. The details are vague. I recall nothing about the overall dream apart from the fact I was having sex with an attractive but slightly chubby Asian woman. This was then replaced with another Asian woman, though more athletic with a bigger chest. And then I woke up.