I have just received this strange missive at work and thought you may be able to help.
“Do you have any friends who
– use IM (product does not matter, can be ICQ, AIM – anything)
– live in London
– are aged 17-30 “
If this is you and you don’t mind giving me your name and phone number [no this isn’t a round about way to bolster my little black book] then send me a email(‘mail’).
the rumours are true there is to be a ukgayblogmeet? The press release follows and we are not desperate for new attendees [honest]
“Are you gay [or cute enough to try out for the team], bisexual or bicurious [basically male with a pulse]? Are you a blogger [or thinking of starting one]? Have you slept with a blogger? Do you live in London [or anywhere near by]? If so, come and join us upstairs at Compton’s on Wednesday 30th May from 8pm onwards for London’s 1st Gay Bloggers Meet.”
whilst out for my lunchtime run [yes in the god awful weather we have been having] I had a sudden thought that I should get a walkman with one of those language tapes and learn another language whilst pounding the pavements of London. Kill 2 birds with one stone – get fit and learn french.
lovely sunny day in London today and so got on the roof and caught some rays. It’s really nice on the roof and not overlooked so did a bit of work on the all over tan :o)
joined spence at sports and shorts at the stag. I went around to his earlier in the day to pick an outfit [not owning any footy gear of my own]. It was a really nice night actually. A little wierd but probably because I felt very out of place wearing football colours. I mean I was not out of place at all there were at least a hundred guys there all in football colours or sportswear I just felt out of place.
Met a nice bunch of people and also Andrew who was very nice [a nurse and doing a degree in computing which seemed an unlikely combination]. He certainly made an impression when he tried to get me to take my tracky bottoms off at the start of the evening. By the time 11.30 came around I had decided to make a move as I was still feeling a little nervy [first time at an event like that really] so started to make a move and lo an behold but so does Andrew [make a move that is] and what a move it was too. Nice snog but way too late in my game. I was all for the extra time but had to run to catch the last train home. So maybe next time eh? I’ll head on over to sas and see if there are any pics of said man and share 😉
Also during the evening was a very scary mud wrestling event which ended in one poor contestant having no shorts left as they had been ripped in half.
Reminded me of the good old days working at the bridge in putney actually, when we had stupid events and an amateur strip night too. I say good old days but you just know I am using rose tinted glasses! Met a couple of the guys from there as well tonight which brought some memories flooding back! So off to bed to dream of what might have happened if I hadn’t bottled it and decided to stay for the extra time.
I’ve had a few days to think now and chatted with my folks. Went on a nice [but short] trip with Andrew driving up north for the first time in a year really was kind of wierd. It was nice when I got up there though. Met up with Keith who I haven’t seen in ages – unfortunately I was not very talkative – sore throat and tired after the drive.
eventually named Andrews yopungest bearded collie – Shadow – since he never leaves your side. So long as he is following someone [doesn’t mind who] he is fine.
The drive down was nice – except for the rip off Burger King prices in the service station – ?4.99 for a meal you can get for ?3.99 anywhere in London. Motorists sure do have a hard time.
Went for dinner last night [after training] around at scally‘s which was nice. We were supposed to be putting up his new Ikea Wardrobes but decided watching a film would be easier. His newly fitted bathroom is lovely. Shame the lounge is now unrecognisable and you can’t see the nice laminate floor we laid in February.
Mad thunderstorm last night too – was kinda cool and scary all at the same time – only scary cos I was walking Jack in it .
okay well i made a post last night and then decided to move it to my personal journal. It was not really good for public consumption and I figured it would be best. I have had a bit more time to think about what I wanted to say and have thought of some words to express how I am thinking at the moment.
The upshot is that I have been unhappy in London for a while now – I never planned to work in an office, I never planned to work for a corporation and I never planned on being more worried about my salary and expenses than people I care about. Yet this is how I am feeling at the moment – trapped I guess in a world I never wanted to enter anyways.
I did my thesis on eco and rural tourism for god’s sake and here I am working for an ISP doing training. When actually what I want to be doing is hiking in remote parts of the world showing like minded individuals that your 2 weeks vacation needn’t harm the environment and doesn’t have to involve sun sand and 5 star accomodation.
I am not young anymore and if I am going to follow my dreams I need to sort it out fairly soon.
I have quit smoking and alcohol and started to train and get fit in the hopes that it will give me some energy with which to slingshot out of my daily routine. I need to go back to my parents this week end and plan my future see what my options are and come back with a clear and level head. Stop doing what other people expect me to do and actually do somthing for my soul not my wallet.
you know when you do something and instantly regret it and then try and undo what you did and you can’t so you try to hide it – you always get caught out. You know sometimes though even getting caught isn’t bad it’s that fact that you did it in the first place and you have no control over anything after that moment. Recently I have managed to upset 2 people [possibly 3] in this way. I’m not going into details because somethings are not fit for publishing. I would like to have not upset them but the deed is done and there is no undo in life. crtl-z just doesn’t exist. So now it is back to the routine but everything has changed and I don’t like it. Normally I’m fine with things like that but recently lots of things have been weighing me down and now I’m at the point where just keeping my head above water is a huge effort. Trust is a 2 way street and I feel like I can’t express how I’m feeling for hurting other people or having them pass judgement so instead I am just staying quiet. Being this quiet isn’t good for me I’m sure, my mom always told me not to bottle things up in case you explode but unfortunately I have no alternative at the moment. This is sounding very depressing I know but hey you know what that’s kind of tough cos that’s how I’ve been feeling for a while now – it’s part of the reason I’ve been looking to move. I’m not sure if it’s London I don’t want to live in anymore or if it’s just because I need to change my life. I thought everything would be easier when I was single and for the most part it is but now I have no excuse for putting off decisions anymore. Gah beans and stuff.
woke up late this morning and have been in a melanchony mood so far – bored of having to think for other people at the moment and thinking about just telling them to shove it 🙁
called the nike hotline for the 10k run on July 22nd in London – they seemed a little unorganised – but at least it gives me a short term goal before the marathon to be training for.
It’s spence‘s birthday today so go on over and send him a card or something – anything to cheer him up after an exciting night of light bulb changing!
Davo has been racking his brains for some ickle content so get on over and peruse the archives and mail him something ickle today.
Okay Jack was much better this morning – he wanted to go out for a walk and was all spritely again [so relieved].
I am flying out to Dulles [just outside Washington DC] on friday afternoon and not returning until 1st April so that will be fun – my mate craig says to pack warm clothes as it is snowing :o( and Ithought the rain back here in London was bad :o(
Just chatting with Meg and Dave-o about their impending move to the new flat – it sounds lovely and spacious and bright. I can’t wait to go visit them and see it 😉
okay well I am back in London now after the two 8 hour flights yesterday. Melatonin is a fantastic invention. Woke up sleepy [thanks scally for that call] and took Jack out for a walk – he was very happy to see me. I was very happy to see him. Pets they are fab no expectations and they are always happy to see you!
Well I arrived back to the flat like a sauna Elric had managed to leave the heating on manually full for the past 3 weeks so all my plants are a little dead or brown around the edges. The food that I left him in the Fridge before I left was unfortunately still in the fridge [and growing some new life forms] and anything that had been used up was lying around empty. So no coffee or washing powder then :o(
Luckily Andrew had brought me home with Jack and got an indian takeaway so at least we had something to eat!
I am not sure if I am missing Singapore [the company especially] or Sydney [the place and the atmosphere] more. All I know is it has strengthened my resolve to leave the UK for a while. I am going to be asking for that job in Oz with AOL and see what happens. It would only be an eight hour flight to my brother in Singapore then too. Unfortunately Naz will have moved to NY by then – not to worry I’ll be likely visiting Ny more frequently now that hotel expenses have vanished I do like wandering around manhattan. Not sure if I could live there though it’sa ll a bit too hectic like London. Sydney had a much more relaxed pace. Yes I know I was on holiday but you know what I mean.
Met up with Naz a couple more times before I left Singapore and he met the in laws he joined us for dinner on Thursday night. So all in all it was a very relaxing extra couple of days and I’m so glad I did not try and do all the trip in one day. Yesterday was bad enough. We sat and discussed last night how it was like flying to the states and sitting in the airport for a couple of hours and then flying home again . And it felt like it too. The first trip Singapore to Bahrain was made bearable by meeting a lovely boy Mahmoud from Beirut. He had the most piercing blue eyes and was generally a really nice – but a bit str8.
The trip from Bahrain to London had the little screens and games and films so that was alright. Shame I had managed to buy more in Bahrain Duty Free!
So I had better go and do some washing and buy some food and act generally depressed :o(
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