Cricket Who?

Easy now! Wha gwan on?

So I’m in a good mood again. Yay! Am a bit tired but happy. Went to see the Sugababes on Friday who were ace, but also had a lovely time hanging out with my home girl and best mate. We went to the pub beforehand and had some lovely grub and booze and discovered it was much better getting to Wembley a bit later, when you’re sitting down, especially as the support acts are a bit lame. We’re getting on now, and quite frankly, whilst it’s good to get down the front, it was very nice not having loads of jostling for position and having to stand through aforementioned rubbish support acts. We also got ace t-shirts which is what it’s mostly about. The merchandising baby!

Also texted Cricket Boy to see what he was up to, and one thing led to another and we set up a date for drinks on Saturday night. Naturally I was quite pleased with this and went home all chuffed with myself. Top pop, a new t-shirt, boozy fun and a date are pretty good for an evenings work. Was all excited the next days too – even got up early to go shopping to get that out of the way and also get me some new garms. Was convinced in the back of mind though that I was going to get blown out so was even more chuffed when we got the exact details nailed and I was going to meet Cricket Boy at 8pm in the Dublin Castle. Cue much happy dance etc. However, an hour before we meet I get the following message:
“Can we make it 9 instead. I need more slob time. Have to say I’m getting laid at the moment so we’ll have to be on best behaviour”
And I just think “what the fuck?” Turns out it’s his delightful way of saying that he’s seeing someone, even though he only just broke up with his girlfriend last week. For a start being late is rude, especially when I was coming to his neck of the woods. Secondly, how fucking assumptive is that, that I was after some. I mean, I was, but that’s not the point. He then states that he’d like to hang out as “chums”. Ordinarily, that would be ok, but don’t spend a large chunk of the previous weekend kissing and hanging out with people you want to be “chums” with. Don’t set up drinks on a Saturday night with girls you want to be “chums” with. Moreover, it took me back to a horrible place where as a teenager, all my mates were copping off with our male friends, but I was just these blokes “mate”. I was the one with the good personality – read funny but not attractive in any way, shape or form : (

So anyway, got a bit miserable and had a bit of a weep, but then decided to go out anyway, because that what the old pootle would have done, and she’s in the past. So off I went, fuelled by a couple of large gins to find my decent mates. Slightly embarrassed myself coming in, but then I soon got me some supplies and had an ace night. Even got me ANOTHER new snog. And fuck me, they were very delicious kisses. Here’s hoping there are more to come. Kenickie (as we’ll now call him, thanks to the hickey he gave me!) is also an incredibly good dancer and also has outstanding taste in music, so much so that we assumed he was gay. And of course you know what they say about men who can dance…! Sadly he had to leave early as he was moving the next day, but he’s got my number and seemed to quite enjoy kissing me, so here’s hoping more fun is on its way! I’m not going to get overly obsessed like what with Cricket Boy. There’s going to be plenty of chances to see Kenickie at various things, so if something else happens, it happens. More importantly, it would appear my mojo is still working (of course I say I’m not going to get all upset but I will be upset if I don’t get anymore hot lipsing up action from him!) Also, having better and more delicious kisses has quenched my thirst to snog Cricket Boy, along with the new knowledge that he’s a bit of a twat so maybe me and him can actually be mates? I’ll give it some thought, because I did actually enjoy hanging out with him. It’s his loss if he doesn’t want to hop on the good foot and do the bad thing with me!

After he’d gone, yet more lovely people turned up by surprise. Then went back to a mates house and had an ace time getting to know one person a bit more, listening to lots of guitar music, talking about how ace music is generally, getting very dosed up on horse tranqs and possibly having another snog…! I’m not quite sure though!

Staggered home at about 9.30 in the morning but went via my local lovely part and stretched out on a fallen tree. I led in the sunshine a bit broken, but happy, and reflecting on what an ace time I’m having being me at the moment.

Think I’m going off the rails a bit though, so I’m going to have a couple of quiet weekends in, I reckon.

Wow! Long entry, but I’m going away for a couple of days so this’ll have to keep you tided over, innit.