A Bit Harsh?

After the string of drunken texts from my 'drunken mistake', I thought I would put him out of his misery and texted him a rather long, snappy text, this afternoon. I thought I would give him time to sleep off the alcohol and wake-up embarrased. Yet...

I Need a New Job....

Mr Sparkly Eyes is no more! He didn't come in for his shift today, so he's now been taken off the rota. And he didn't get back to my message on FB, so I'm gathering he doesn't want to speak to anyone (or just me!). I've deactivated my profile...

Cleaning Up

As I mentioned in my previous post, I've done stupid things when I've been drunk (haven't we all?)...and well... I have one to clean up at the moment.   My current insomnia is not only through pains in my legs and words in my head. In addition...

Killing a Crush

I'm waiting for a sleeping tablet to kick in, because without it I won't sleep tonight (or this morning, depending on how you view 3am). Physically, my legs and hands hurt like hell; mentally, there's a big swirl of words that won't calm their...

Woof Woof...up the wrong tree!

I went in to work, this morning, expecting to be working with Mr Sparkly Eyes, but no.   After I left him on Wednesday, he decided to get paralytic drunk at the pub and try to stick his tongue down the throat of another barman. Yes, I said...

All About Steve

  Looked good in memory- looked good on the net   But after a couple of months, I was wishing we’d never met   Chocolate brown hair with eyes to match   I thought my luck was in- thought you were a catch   Little did I know,...

Cinderella Moment

I forgot to stick this in my last post, but sod it- it deserves a post all to itself.   I got a sniff of a Cinderella moment earlier.  About ten minutes in to my shift, I was rushing past the bar area and up some steps, when my work slipper...

Manure from a Rambling Rose...

  Forewarning: this is a life ramble from an immature, fucked-up 40 year old, so if you’re uninterested in that kind of shit- you’ll hate this!       Thankfully, since I last rattled on about my life, it’s improved a little...yet as I...

Knocked on the head...

Well, I think I may have knocked the Crush on the head. And not in a sexual way (you dirty minded perverts!).   You see, I can only get a little bit obsessive if I think I have half a chance (a complete no-no won't trigger an obsession) and...

Just....had enough...

This post will be littered with spelling mistakes, because if I write it out in Word first, I'll lose the moment....so bear (bare?) with me! I'm angry...flipfuckerybuggershit angry.... and bloody frustrated too...plus in a lot in pain.   ...