NEVER drinking again!!
July 13, 2008
Skinny Minnie
So the party was fab. I had a few drinks. Not alot of drinks, but too much for someone like me who doesn’t eat a whole lot, doesn’t drink ever and is very sensitive to feelings of vulnerability!
I think that at about 10pm I sent Mr E (who STILL hadn’t gotten in touch by the way – men!!!!) a naughty picture. I know, I know what was I thinking?! Best thing was I was kind of tipsy at this point and sent him a picture that was quite blurry and made me look like the frigging michelin man. Is it the Michelin Man? The big white thing with tyres?! Or am I thinking of that Staypuft Marshmallow Man from Ghostbusters? Either way, you get my point, a big fat white blob….
Mr E sent me a short message back. Reading between the lines I can tell you right now that he has overthought yesterday thoughout the course of the day. Purposely not gotten in touch and probably thinks that I want his man bits. What the hell?! Why do I do this myself? Why can’t I learn from my own rules?! They are so simple. So simple, so why don’t I apply it, myself to men in my life, instead of telling my friends over and over again not to surprised that men suck, because of the old mantra “Male+Breathing=Tosser” ?!! Grrr!
Anyways, woke up and text Mr E. I know he thinks I want his meat and two veg, and texting him was a bad idea, but I figured that I at least had to let him know I was sorry for sending him that monstrosity of a picture. Duly text him and practically begged him to tell me he’d deleted the picture. He told me he hadn’t and pretty much said he had no intention of doing so. I took it as a compliment. He told me he was suffering with a hangover and I told him about my mini misadventures with drink from the night before. I sent him another just because picture, just because I want him to know that after the talk and the pictures on Friday, and the near miss with him thinking of coming to see me, he doesn’t need to feel awkward and that I’m not after anything from him. He told me I looked nice even though I was hungover. I smiled and didn’t know what to say really.
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