As for my other 2 days of placement they went well. No more complaints on my part so to speak. Although i did have an emotional thing where i told my cpc about my depression and unhappiness with the course and all that jazz. More on that at later points as i can't really think of anything to say about it.
PUPPIES!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Yes we have two new gorgeous dogs in our house. 2 because 1 might get lonely with us not around. And our cat, Queen of the manor that is Daisy(the cat) didn't seem very happy. She paused and took a double take the second she saw them, then hid under the table. Their half her size and too young and playful to hate a cat but she was having none of it! Now we have a female, Rosey and a male who's name has floated around a bit but we've settled on Ralph, it was Frankie but it didn't seem to fit. Now we have months of mopping the floor and poop to pick up before they can be dogs to order about the place but for now, apart from the mess, they are cute as hell! And manic little pisspots that we might soon regret if we don't start training them as soon as we can. Without my sister's profound expertise and penchant for this kind of situation it's going to be difficult, but skype hasn't developed interactive hologram's yet so we're on our own. I hope we're upto the challenge........
The Phoney reverse war with the opposite sex:
I like that label, as it make sense. It's a war where no guns are fired, but it's conflict none-the-less with the goal not being annihilation but "peace", companionship, procreation and copulation.
Now as it is the weekend that it is you'd think there would be something happening but no, of course not. I'm single and unlucky and i have made no social efforts in that area in weeks, hence no such luck. It is after all a non-date. It's an alienating portion of the calendar that force's an air of romance that not everyone can fulfill just for one day. Rightfully it became commercial instead of some horny idea from a bigamist king who even created his own church. But a day where hallmark and cadbury's and lot's of spa resorts conspire against single people with the evil deed of making us pair up to buy their product's and have a good enough time to return year after year. Well i say nay! Well nay as i'm single. As a singleton i have no compulsion or contractual obligation to obey this day. I am a romantic at heart, i love the idea of it, if anything i'm a guy who could swoon, but why swoon when you have no one to woo or be wooed by? No i say nay to this day! Since i'm not with anyone and have no-one left to make aware of my feelings, then why should i bother?
Well, i digress, retract that last statement and hang my lying head and finger's in shame. I did on at least one, or 2 maybe even 3 levels acknowledge the day that was yesterday. Firstly i sent a "Happy Valintine's" text to Daisy(the object of former affection) and Hope. Why you may ask, because like the lonely person i am, i gave in. Why Daisy you may ask, well because i'm an idiot. I saw her breifly yet AGAIN on Friday, this time she did say hi. But there was not much more than that. What was odd was it was 10 to 4 or so and she was leaving the locker-room's but still in uniform and not carrying anything??? Odd considering it was way past lunch and close to the time to be leaving if you weren't as dishonest as me? I always say 4pm, even if its 430 that im supposed to finish, but i have a train at 514-521 and the luas takes 20 minutes or so, changing and reaching the locker room 10 or so minutes. I need all the time i can get. In friday's case enough time to read the guardian in the society, briefly. As for my reaction to seeing Daisy?? Well i just thought to the Spaghetti monster or higher power, "Aw thanks a fucking bunch, i did not need that!" and actually whispered something akin to that as i was changing. Slight manic thoughts of her flashed after that, none i could pin down but mainly to do with "why didn't i say something about valentine's day, or us??".
Now along with those thought's of Daisy flashing in randomness i also considered Mystique. Why, eh because i saw her a few times on thursday. Now of course, in my moody state i saw her in the shop in the concourse and spoke possibly my first words to her which was only "hi or hey" or some variant. I then proceed too the locker's and continued my moody depressed state with welling in my eyes. Some Happy Suicide themed fall out boy songs helped. And that may sound Oxymoronic but Seven minutes in Heaven (ativan halen) is a very very happy song despite it's subject content. Now what's even more interesting about Mystique is the fact that PG know's her. Wonderbar i thought. In some way it could be a good thing, i'm not sure how. I considered she might have her number and i could have sent a random Valentine's message but i thought no, that's just odd, i've said all of one word to her. But the thought still crossed my mind...
As for Hope. Well, i still hold a door or a candle or a metaphor open or lit or inserted just for that possibility. That and i'm sure she need at least some extra friendly attention. I'm sure there must be other admirer's of some sort, but still it could hurt to send a message. And she actually messaged back, unlike Daisy. Bascially the same message as my own one, but with day and an ! added. Not sure if this was a reciprocal thank you or an emphasis of how i should or could have said it. But either way she replied.
Now other order's of business. Of which i have rather few. In fact i don't think i have much left to say. Or do i, or do i not. Cursed indecision.
Oh yeah, still loving Hunter S. Thompson. The man's nut's but he's brilliant. He even gave me the idea of once again changing the title of the main sci-fi story i'm currently writing. But I'm not sure if i should as it's also the title or similar to the title of that Jack Kerouac book....
Oh well, Adue for now, XOXO, Social-Dullard.
PS i hate Gossip girl, because Greek rule's, but that's a good catch phrase....
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