Arse.

Friday night was the monthly work's bash. It was, reather predicably, Halloween themed, but was still a very good night out. Better than the usual ones, if I'm being honest. However, this night was supposed to be interesting for a different reason as I had planned to try and make a better effort in seeing if Pretty Blonde was interested. I wasn't necessarily going to make any move (I've made my thoughts on pulling at work's bashes quite clear), but at least test the waters if possible.

Sod's Law: she wasn't there.

"Yes. Considerably"

I'm a sucker for James Bond and was really looking forward to the new one.

Then I saw the trailer at this site: http://www.sonypictures.com/movies/casinoroyale/site/ (or you can get it at the Apple website for your iPod).

Now, I'm far too impatient to wait the three-odd weeks until it is released.

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Friday night was a weird night. I was out with E and we were having a good night. I was going to bring up the subject of her behaviour over the last couple of nights, but decided not to after we had a chat about various related matters. E admitted that the night of the BBQ, where I was pissed that she seemed to be trying to leave me behind at her friend’s house, she was actually trying to do a little match-making between me and her friend. In another piece of the conversation, E admitted that her feelings for the new bloke were very strong, perhaps stronger than she’d experienced before. Despite the fact that E considers us to be close, this is not the sort of thing she usually shares. I decided not to give her a hard time about it as she’s only going to be around for approximately another three weeks.

From the same night, whilst in the pub, we were seated beside a group of four women. I’d say they were probably around their mid-twenties. We got talking to them later in the evening and one of them asked outright if E and I were a couple. When we replied in the negative, there was lots of coo-ing and “but you look so comfortable together” and “you two should consider dating” and all that kind of jazz. It was kind of amusing, but also a bit weird and it never let up until the girls left the pub at closing time. I’d never considered how E and I appear to other people and I’ve always been wary about giving myself away during those times where I’m not entirely sure my relationship with E is platonic. Ah well, it was a fun night.

The whole E thang.

I was reminded this morning that I haven't explained the E/bloke situation terribly well, if at all. Well, it's like this. A few months ago, E met a bloke she worked with in a bar. They met "accidentally". Actually, from putting the pieces together, he knew where E was going to be and turned up. They ended up getting off with each other and over the next while, started doing stupid things like meeting up for a snog and a grope during work. The reason they do this is not because they're both fifteen, but because he's still in a relationship… a relationship with a live-in partner and two children. That also explains why he's sneaking around, collecting E from the pub at closing time on a Tuesday night and why she's being a bit crap. While I wouldn't criticise her behaviour in dating someone already in a relationship (after all, I've posted often enough about fucking USHW, so it would be a little hypocritical), I do still think badly of her behaviour because of the skulking around. Does this make any sense to anyone apart from me? I do think it's a little hypocritical of E, though. A few years ago, I was telling her about my friend, F. I don't know if I've mentioned anything before, but F used to fool around on her partner a bit. When I mentioned some of F's antics to E, she was most disapproving about the cheating aspect. Apparently, it's OK for E to be the second woman because the bloke isn't happy in the relationship and is only remaining for the kids. At least, that's what E told me. I'm not sure E's "explananation" justifies the behaviour, but I've found that women can get very illogical when there's a bloke involved.

As of today, this "relationship" is probably about three months old. Having spoken to E's friend recently, I think she might be a little concerned about E. E's friend asks for my opinion on E and this bloke a lot given the small amount of time we've chatted. Why she would do so is a mystery unless E's been talking me up as someone she feels close to, which seems weird given the weirdness (i.e. varying levels of closeness) of our relationship. Anyway, getting back to this, E's friend is convinced that she's in love with this bloke, but she doesn't seem convinced that it's reciprocated. I'm not sure that E's friend likes the bloke that much, though is unwilling to say anything to E. I think that's a good move under the circumstances. If E's friend's suspicions are true, it would be tough for her to find out when she leaves the country next month, so I hope it's not the case. She does feel enough about him to tell her Dad the entire story, which is pretty unnecessary if it's only going to last another month at the most.

It's confusing. I still have to sort out my annoyance at E's behaviour the last two times I've seen her, so I think I'll try and organise something for next week or next weekend and have a chat with her.

A cautionary note.

I spoke to a few friends recently about Pretty Blonde and they were very encouraging about making a move if I see her out and about. I do have quite a good feeling about this, which is most unlike me.

However, I think that means I'll have to be careful. I think that, more than once, I've talked myself into liking someone and I've got to be careful this doesn't happen again. There's also the fact that I'm going through one of those periods where I'm not really that happy with being single, so that can also add potential problems.

The one with no title

Another work's bash last night. Turned up for a quiet drink, went home at 11pm absolutely toasted. Regretting it this morning apart from the fact that I was getting appreciative glances from Pretty Blonde. This annoys me. I refuse to go on the pull at a work's bash. I try not to date people from work unless they're in a completely different department to me (I've 'dated' someone from work before and it's not worth the hassle in my opinion). If I see her out and about in a non-work environment, I'll probably test the waters, but not in work or at a work-related event.

f*ck

So, E and I arranged to hit a comedy club last night. It was all her idea, really. I'd suggested heading out at the weekend, but she was busy and suggested this instead. We usually end up pretty toasted on these nights out at the comedy club, and I wasn't expecting this to be any different, so had planned to head out for another hour or so after the club ended and really make a good night of it.

However, right from the very beginning, E made it clear that she was going home as soon as the comedy night ended. The reason? Her bloke was able to sneak out of the house (it's complicated, I'll leave the full story for another time) for a few hours and he was going to give her a lift home so that they could spend some time together. We grabbed some dinner before hitting the comedy club, and to be honest, the rest of the evening after that could have been spent with anyone. E spent a large proportion of the night texting the boyf and while I had a good time at the comedy night, it's not that E's presence made the night any different and her rush to leave at closing time was annoying, rude and frustrating. Now, I know that my feelings for E are uncertain but I don't think that they play any part in how pissed I am at her because of this.

If she wanted to see the boyf, then spend a night with the boyf. Don't go out with someone else and then blow them out when someone else becomes available. This is a trait I've noticed in a few female friends (and girlfriends) in the past and I've always told them how annoying it is. Girls that I've known seem to have this habit of blowing off anyone as soon as there's a sniff of a relationship in the air. I've even had words with old girlfriends about getting out and seeing their mates, but it's something they don't really "get". The thing is, E's done something like this before when she invited me to hers for a BBQ (Hangover City) so it's not new, but it is recent behaviour that I've never seen in E before. I've only met the boyf twice now - once during the BBQ night and once last night (for 5 minutes as I got a lift home), so I'm not really sure about him as yet. They say first impressions are usually correct, and my first impression of him is unfavourable, though I really can't put my finger on why.

This is on the back of having her friend call me last week to arrange a surprise party at the end of next month for E going away to NZ, and I had a really good conversation with E's friend about a few things. With the mood I'm currently in, I really don't have the inclination to show up, though.

noTitle.

*sigh*

That is all. I may post more tomorrow, but I'm kinda pissed off at the moment.

Just how bored am I?

I've always been told I was a picky man when it came to women. I apparently had very high standards in the women I found attractive. I'd always just assumed people were correct, but this evening, in a fit of boredom and because someone had handed me this month's FHM UK 'High Street Honeys' supplement and I had a quick browse through. 

So, I decided to see if I was picky. How many girls did I immediately find attractive, how many were people I was unsure about and how many simply didn't do anything for me? To be honest, I wasn't sure.

My experiences with the kind of people that the average FHM reader seems to like would indicate that my 'green' list of immediate cuties would be small compared to the 'orange' and 'red' lists. So, off I went with pen in hand (actually, a spreadsheet) to see who went in which category and what the totals were... You know what? I think I was surprised by the result. 

Green: 27

Orange: 34

Red: 39 

I don't think that's too bad at all for a quick ten minute browse through all 100 shortlisted girls. I wonder how many will get through to the final ten?

Alcohol induced dream.

I was at a mate's house on Friday night. I don't see him very often, but when we get together, much alcohol flows and the nights are late. This time was no exception to that rule and we eventually called it a night at around 3am after hitting the bottle at about 6pm.

I was woken at 6am by my friend's son running around the house shouting and whooping. I rolled over and tried to get back to sleep. I had a weird, but quite vivid dream that involved me, PD and F.

I'm not sure how it started, but I do remember PD and I were in bed together. I went down on her which she enjoyed and there seemed to be a large passage of time between me going down and finishing (night became day become night again). When I did finally stop and come up for air, it was no longer PD, but F that was lying in bed with me.

I know that some people think that dreams are just the unconcious mind sorting itself out and trying to make sense of things, but I've no idea what the hell's going on with this one. While I've yet to decide about where any potential relationship with PD would go (potential date? just a friend?) and the thought of sleeping with her is not unpleasant, I've never harboured any thoughts at all about sleeping with F who's a dear friend of mine.

So what does it all mean? Do any of the people involved have any meaning? The large passage of time? The fact that sex was involved? Maybe it means nothing and I'm over-analysing it all.

Things to do...

OK, in light of the announcement in work at the weekend, here are some things I'm going to do this weekend (or try to do):

• Have another look at my finances and get a better saving system in place
• Get my CV up to date (shouldn't be too hard, I updated it last month)
• Register/browse all the IT job websites I can find

It's not a lot, but that means I should get it done. Not now, though cos I have to go to the sports shop as I've started playing footy in work twice a week and need some sportswear. If I can keep this up AND still make the gym at least once a week, I should be in better shape before too long.