Just stuff.

I'm heading to KfW2's tonight for drinks and food. As far as I am aware, OP will also be there. I've commented before about how often this pairing seems to happen. Regardless, despite my regular complaints about not seeing KfW2, this will be the third weekend in a row that we've met.

None of it was what I would classify as quality time, but it's been great seeing her nonetheless. 

Oh, and in other news, apparently Alexandra Daddario has split with her husband. No reason to share that other than have a reason to post a picture.

Provocation?

I was reading Reddit earlier and a post in a Men's sub asked the question about turning down an attractive friend.

I instantly thought of the evening that E3 kissed me, at the end of M's birthday party. What I didn't put together until today were the parallels between that evening and the first night I kissed FA2.

On the evening I first kissed FA2, I was out with another group of people that included FA1. FA1 and I had a bit of chemistry, but I could never tell if that was translated into actual romantic interest. BW was meant to be out, but there was no sign of him when we all met in the early evening. Eventually, BW turned up, with FA2, nearly three hours after the rest of us had met. By that time, I'd been chatting to FA1 for a while. I'd ruled out any interest on her part due to the fact she'd recently started dating a new guy. But as I said, we'd always had chemistry, so the conversation flowed easily, and that was how BW and FA2 found me, deep in conversation to the point of being oblivious to anyone else around us.

At M's birthday party, while there was a group of old school friends in attendance: G,BR,E3 and others, I was being more of a social butterfly. I was chatting to some of MM's friends, including MMBF who was looking mighty fine in one of her figure hugging dresses. There was a bit of low-key flirting going on. Both M and MM knew that I had a bit of interest in her, but I think we all agreed that we probably weren't suited from a personality perspective. On more than one occasion, MM's friends had me on the dance floor.

There are strong similarities in both nights - me being fully engaged with other, attractive, women. So, it struck me earlier. Was it my behaviour with MMBF and FA1 that prompted E3 and FA2 to make their moves? Another similarity was that I didn't see a lot of E3 or FA2 at that point (that changed with FA2 after this night though).

These boots...

I'm feeling a bit run down and de-motivated in work (though for no actual reason that I can tell). I've cancelled meeting Nerdy Girl tonight because I'm really low energy, and I spent an hour this afternoon looking at nice hotels in various cities in the UK and beyond because I'd like a change of scenery. Ho hum.

Quick update

Just a couple of things: firstly, it's USHW's birthday today. I've already texted her, but HB anyway. Lovely weather, isn't it? *wink*

Secondly, BR has been in touch. BR and his wife are going to be in town in a month's time, so we may get the chance to get some food and catch up. That should be fun. It's been ages since I saw BR and his missus.

Let's go!

I'm meeting with Nerdy Girl on Thursday. It's been a while since we've seen each other. The start of January maybe? That's a while. So I threw out some options for later this week and we've settled on Thursday. Maybe food, maybe drinks, maybe pool. We've yet to decide.

She might even bring out her "new" girlfriend (they've been dating for about 18 months, but she only got introduced to people at Christmas).

Under where?

I came across a picture of Alison Brie earlier. It's probably a picture that I've posted before on the blog, though this version is in black and white rather than colour.

She's wearing a vest top and some boy shorts underwear. I've always liked boy shorts on women. I've always liked vest tops too, if I am being honest. There's a certain style of boy short, too, that really does it for me. Not the style pictured below, but a more low-cut style. Is "low cut" the correct phrase? I dunno. I know in my head what I mean, though.

Take the ones pictured above, with the same leg, but the waistband doesn't go as high. A slightly skimpier version. Oh yeah baby.

HB FBS

It's FBS's birthday today. She's three years younger than I am. Back when we briefly fucked, she was a lot more wordly wise than I was. She'd moved out of her parent's house quite young. She had, by her own admission, gone through a rebellious streak. She didn't have a great relationship with her Dad. She'd taken a lot more drugs than I had. Her body count was much higher than mine. And she'd already been engaged.

But she was always positive and optimistic. It's the one thing I would say was her defining characteristic.

Anyway, I sent her a message earlier, wishing her a Happy Birthday. 

Back to basics.

I had thought that the favour I was doing for KfW2 this week would get me on my feet more, and it has! I had hoped that being on my feet more (I'm walking about two miles a day more than average) would do something positive for the ongoing back issue that I've been having for months now.

I had assumed that the back issues were due to my sedentary lifestyle and some actual movement and exercise would help it.

But it's been a week now and I don't think my back has shown any kind of improvement. 

Romance is in the air...

I woke this morning thinking about K. Or rather an old MSN conversation with F about K. F was congratulating me on keeping my distance from K one weekend we were all in Glasgow. This would have been roughly six months after I had sex with K and she a) demanded a relationship and b) refused to accept that my reasons for not wanting to go down that route were genuine, despite being told by friends (specifically F) that they were completely valid.

K was adamant that she was going to bed me. She never said that to me directly - that was a conversation she had with F. And if memory serves, I don't actually recall her making any obvious move that weekend. If it weren't for her behaviour as described above, I'd have gladly gone to bed with her again. She had talked a good game any time we'd discussed sex. But I wasn't doing it when she was pushing for something that I couldn't, and wouldn't, give her.

So errr... Happy Valentine's Day, yeah?

Oh dear.

Wouldn't you know it? I log on to my laptop this morning to a message from Quiet Girl.

"Are you going to this? I'm going with my friend."

It's our monthly work thing. And, yes, that friend.

FFS.

"I might pop in for a couple of drinks, but I'm out at a gig that night"

And then we started talking about other things. But the timing is not great. I've been wanting to meet QG's friend again since that night just over 18 months ago.

Like a bus.

I started thinking earlier about our work night out for this month. If my guess is correct, that'll be two weeks from tomorrow. So I was contemplating whether or not Quiet Girl would be out. I quite fancy being social this month.

Then I remembered that I am out with D that night at a gig. The night before that, I'm meeting a few ex-colleagues for dinner and drinks and the weekend before that I'm meant to be at KfW2's (unless she's forgotten).

So not bad at all. Definitely the most social I've been this year.