Month: June 2005

Well it’s more than a week later

Haven’t been blogging much, have I!

🙂

Guess things have been a bit out of control here, I’m caught up in a (rather nice) whirlwind at the moment. Don’t think I have too much say in what happens…

To recap on my last post – her parents are really nice. Didn’t spend much time talking to them other than at tea – spent most of the evening chatting with her brother and his girlfriend – both really nice people. Daniel is a bit crazy in some ways – reminds me of me a little bit.

Anyway the whole experience wasn’t half as horrible as it could have been, I don’t think I embarassed myself too much, and they seem to think I’m okay. Next weekend they’re going away so I’ll be staying at their place with Clare and will probably have dinner with them next Sunday, they’ve suggested we make it a regular thing, maybe monthly. I guess they figure that’s about the only way they’ll get to see their daughter on weekends since she’s been here pretty much every weekend since we got together… but anyway I’m keen to find out more about her life, she’s lived in my weekend life for a little while now and I haven’t managed to scare her off yet.

This week I bought myself a Nokia 6230i which is a rather brilliant phone. I’m very happy with it indeed, and staff pricing just rocks 😀 Now all I need is to go and get myself a bigarse MMC card for it and start loading up mp3s…

I’d bought a 3230 from a customer about 10 days or so – it had a couple of annoying limitations and was quite a large phone. Anyway I bought it only because he was offering it at a bargain basement price, but I managed to onsell it to another customer the other day at a small profit so it wasn’t a bad thing in the end.

I’ve also been playing with a for a fair while too – it’s an absolutely fantastic little phone too. Maybe even better than the Nokia in a couple of ways but the limitations of shared memory were what put me off it in the end. I plan on using the phone as an mp3 player for jogging and stuff, so 96mb of internal memory just wasn’t going to cut it.

Work have asked me if I’d like to train to become a corporate sales rep – I’ve only been working for them as a salesperson for eight weeks. Very scary but very flattering at the same time 🙂 So anyway.. a small promotion, and another exciting time in my life continues to get more exciting.

And I’ve just come back from another wonderful weekend in Hobart with Clare (we went down there last Sunday as well). I am loving her more and more as we spend more time together – it’s a little scary but I’m OK with it all and she seems to be too.

And I’m almost off the medication. I halved my dose (with doctor’s permission) as of 10 days ago – and I’ve forgotten to take it for 3 of those days – two of them being yesterday and today. So far, I feel pretty good. Must remember to take it again in the morning though… my moods have started to change a little bit. But I’m happy to say that the annoying side effects are completely gone.

Anyway I’ve rambled way too much. Life is good. Live it. Smile. Be happy.

Be a loose lily floating down a stream.

She bought me the Little Book of Calm and gave it to me last weekend. She listens to me dribble random stuff on the phone for hours. She lets me cuddle her all night. She loves british comedy – this afternoon we discovered that she has heard of Stan Freburg. I HAVE NEVER MET ANYONE ELSE WHO HAS HEARD OF HIM BEFORE!!! I had a cassette of his stuff when I was about twelve and haven’t heard it in well over ten years – tonight I discovered that she has the same tape (well, some of the same material anyway) and loves it! She has also heard of the Goon Show – her grandfather has the tapes (my granddad introduced me to them!!)!!

She loves Red Dwarf and Lord of The Rings. She cooks a pretty decent chicken out of a jar. She has great dress sense, wears Doc Martens all the time, and loves underwear. She has a lot of the same insecurities as me. She’s just plain gorgeous and doesn’t know it (or won’t admit it) – no matter how often I tell her. Seriously, this is probably starting to sound like a lovesick rant now, but:

Oh my goodness, where did this woman come from and how do I make sure she sticks around?!

Continued.

Oh, and did I mention – next Saturday night is now officially P-Day.

Yes, that’s right folks – it’s Meet The Parents time! Going over to her place to have dinner with the family.

I’m nervous already. But, have a deeply rooted belief that everything’s gonna be fine.

Weekends… #2

Once more I find myself blogging, the evening after a female visitor has left.

She truly is amazing.

This morning I told her about the anti depressant medication I’ve been taking – it seemed to early to tell her before now, and the side effects have been causing us both a little bit of frustration (without going into detail… Zoloft has been known to cause delayed orgasm in men). One would think this would be a good thing, depending on severity… but it’s not all it’s cracked up to be unfortunately!

Her reaction was, well, quite unperturbed. And she just held me for a while, while I got all teary about it. It’s one of the things I’ve been stressing about telling her, I guess – so that part is over at least.

I have a doctor’s appointment this week, and I’m going to see whether it’s possible for me to try something else or get off Zoloft altogether. I’m constantly tired and getting headaches, as well as the aforementioned problem. Perhaps it’s not worth the hassle – although I’ve seen positive effects, my life has improved a lot in many other ways since I started taking it and perhaps it’s no longer necessary to have that crutch…

Weekends…

Can’t believe I’m finally in some sort of routine.

Changing jobs from retail management into retail sales, aside from the fact that it meant a pretty big pay cut, was the best move I ever made.

I’m now working for a mob that isn’t open Sundays. Hooray! A weekend is actually… a weekend. I have every third Saturday off.

To top that off, I have an amazing girlfriend who lives out of town, and for the last 3 weekends has come down on Saturday, spent the night with me, and spent Sunday with me. Her diary, apparently, is free on weekends until Christmas. So as you can probably imagine, weekends are… really nice.

To top all that off next weekend is a long weekend. And shock horror – my new employer aren’t open on public holidays either! So… next weekend, even though I’m working Saturday, I get two blissful days away from work, and two nights with a gorgeous princess. Who has only just left my place… despite my protests :p

Next weekend is shaping up to be a huge weekend actually.

I have a 21st birthday party on Friday night…. work Saturday, then another 21st birthday party on Saturday night. Then on Sunday, going to watch a drift event at Symmons Plains and then catch a movie Sunday night.

And a lovely sleepin on Monday morning, too… I can’t wait. But right now I guess I should be focussing on the week ahead.

All I can think about lately is how lucky I am, and how fate and circumstance seem to have conspired to turn my life into something enjoyable again. It’s lovely.