2005-06-23

Crazy hi-jinks afoot with one's working life...
The CLM keeps running hot and cold at work and it is very distracting to say the least. I keep having to adjust my mind to go from "playful kitten" to "business-like career chick", sometimes within the space of one conversation. We just had a chat out the front of the building and I had to try very hard to be cool and detached and to stop myself from yelling at him "what the hell do you want?". The question is what the hell do I want? Obviously it is never going any farther than innuendo and smutty referencing, but I am not sure if I can be Jane Austen-subtle anymore, with anyone. ahhhh, damn games with changing rules.

Speaking of which the Sydney Fling Thing texted me from LA to say he'd done a past-life regression and apparently I was his younger sister in the early 1900's. Not quite sure how to react to that as I certainly don't have any flash backs or hazy memory jolts that involve large skirts, corsetry and coquetry. I'm sure that we have been connected through many lives but as to the specifics... well, whatever floats his boat. His text did put a big smile on my face though, because it was a little 'I'm thinking about you' thing, and that's always nice, to know that someone thinks about you.

I am going to change his character from being the Fling Thing to Little Boy Blue though because it really never is and never has been a Fling (unless you consider 12 years to be a fling, which is what those bigarsed green turtles that live to 300 would think it was). LBB suits his cherubic face more too, although I am not sure how into herding sheep and cattle he is [see children's nursery rhyme for further explanation].

Aha! The CLM has just sent me an email - am tempted to not open it for a few days to keep him stewing as to why I haven't. Its a good and bad thing that you can check status on our uni email ie. you can see if someone has opened a mail that you sent them. In this case I'll use it to keep my cool and play the game a little harder.

And on the homefront the husband is doing very well, treating me nice, being a bit sooky with his cold but still drug free and functioning. I am very proud of him.

Better go off and see if my job applications have gone through so i can get a permanent possie and start earning some real dough. I want a freaking big arse leather couch and apparently they don't come cheap.
Hi Ho, Hi Ho etc

did I mention I am currently obsessed with the tango again? Playing Astor Piazolla and have a spanish sueno about Argentina... ole

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