Oh!

I was just about to give KfW2 a call to reignite a conversation about meeting up. I still owe her birthday dinner/drinks/lunch (her choice). Then I remembered that she's at a wedding today. She's a bridesmaid to a friend of hers. I'll give her a shout over the weekend.

Bah.

Yesterday, I ran for the bus. Not a big news event in itself, but I did have some Achilles pain that reminded me of the pain I had about 10 years ago. It was a lot less severe, but I was wondering if it was tied into the Plantar fasciitis. The yoga is paying dividends, but this seems to be stubborn.

Sigh.

Not quite a dream and more of a memory, but I woke from sleep with a woman on my mind. When I was travelling, around 20 years ago, I met a woman in bar. She was cute (my memory of her is giving me serious Elizabeth Mitchell vibes), intelligent and interesting. 

She was a doctor in the local hospital and she had some great stories. She was out with colleagues after the first day of a multi-day conference and they slowly drifted off as the evening wore on. Bear in mind that this was midweek, if I recall correctly. And then it was just the two of us.

When she wanted to leave, I walked her to her taxi. She kissed me then appeared to change her mind about something before inviting me back to hers. I accepted and we had a few more drinks before I spent the night. She was due to be at the second day of the conference but that wasn't scheduled to start until lunchtime, so we had a leisurely second round in the morning before finding a cafe near the conference centre (and my hostel) for breakfast and we went on our separate ways.

So, yeah. My memory/dream from last night. Still horny, and now with the travel itch reignited.

No swipey, no likey.

Did you know you can run out of "likes" on Tinder? I didn't, and bear in mind that I've been an on/off tinder user for about ten years, if not a little longer. However, I had some downtime in the office today due to a laptop issue, I was still feeling horny due to last night's dream and off I went to swipe.

For some reason that I couldn't understand, tinder thought I was in a city in the American Midwest and was showing me women from that area, so I spent a pleasurable while swiping. And because most of these women were new to me, a lot of the swipes I was giving out were positive ones. There really were a lot of cute women in my age range out there looking to date. (Sadly, like my local women, their profiles were non-existent or just awful).

But it wasn't too long before I could swipe right no more and Tinder was asking me for money for "unlimited likes". Yeah, but no.

Hmmm.

I had a strange dream last night. It featured KfW2, but there was a real sexual edge to the dream. While my feelings towards KfW2, at least when we first met, were not platonic, there was never a sexual edge to it. it was what I was call a girlfriend crush, like CB and unlike my feelings towards CH, for example, that essentially just lust.

The essence of the dream was that we were trying to have a video call, specifically to have phone sex, but kept getting sidetracked before we could call each other.

I woke this morning very confused. Definitely horny as hell, but feeling really guilty about dreaming of KfW2 like that.

Yes!

We've not arranged that catch-up/coffee/drink yet, but M is very, very tempted by the band at CB Pub. The timing seems like it might be perfect. He's off on holidays a few days later, but I think this might be doable.

While I remember.

I sent M a quick message at lunchtime about meeting for coffee or a drink. I meant to reach out to him after the weekend where G was home recently. He made excuses for not coming out, but I bet the reality was that he was hungover after his Eurovision party. He and MM host them annually and they seem to be drunken, fancy dress affairs.

Actually, now that I think of it, he might be an outside bet for going to see that band I posted about recently at CB Pub.

Oh dear.

G has shared some news that I've been expecting for a bit, but it's never nice to hear. The selfish part of me is concerned because it could mean that I see less of him. Even though he's living in London, he does come home fairly frequently - once every few months. He is, after all, once of my oldest, closest friends. Recent experiences of my own lead me to understand what he's going through, and it's tough.

Out of the blue

Random Internet Woman sent an email at the weekend, though I only picked it up today. I will probably reply, though I am conscious of starting another conversation. I did feel guilty about effectively ghosting her last time out, so this at least gives me an opportunity to close it out without being a dick (my own description because I feel there a only a few times ghosting is a legitimate option).

Dance to the music.

I sent a Facebook message to AM and her hubby a few days ago about one of my favourite local bands playing CB Pub at the end of June. Sadly they're unavailable. I'd love to see them again (both the band and AM), I just need to find someone to go along with.

Let's go!

Back into yoga today. The foot is still a little troublesome, but it gives me no pain during the exercise. It's mainly a morning thing. Once I get moving, it drops off considerably. I'll continue doing this one specific session for a while. The goal here is to stretch and loosen up rather than anything else. Once I feel  a little more comfortable and flexible, then I'll move on to more challenging workouts and more frequently, too, to start working on the fitness levels and weight loss goals.