Oh oh...I was in the middle of vacuuming the house, in preparation for mopping, cleaning the bathroom and then my room. But I seem to have...sat down at the computer.

Bad sign.

Stupid laziness.

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Hello world!

I'd just like to say that I'm rather frightfully awake. Hello!

(I knew I shouldn't have gotten up to turn the aircon on. If only I'd lay in bed for just that little bit longer I might be asleep by now.)

Oh well. Third time lucky. Off I go!

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Bank account says....no....

So my plans to get royally sloshed last night were somewhat hindered by the fact that I only had 20 bucks to my name. I am a persistent wee critter, however, and I did my best by employing two age old student tricks- not eating dinner, and then having pre drinks at home. My pre-drinks were, of course, Double Blacks- god's gift to small poor drinkers.

The night was punctuated by Gray related thoughts and actions. I missed the first two support acts at the gig because I was hanging out with him. It was pretty busy (damn Saturday nights!) so we didn't get to chat much but I enjoyed (for the most part) watching him be bartender man- throwing glasses around and making Jaegerbombs and the like. I got mildly jealous of course- girls were flirting with him (who wouldn't?!) but mostly I was sensible. We hung out on his break, I somehow ended up lighting his cigarettes for him. I'm going to blame that on me loving the Zippo, but it kinda illustrates that I must like him at least a little bit to not have even thought of giving him shit for smoking.

I was quite tipsy by then, my memory is a little foggy, but we ended up making out on the steps in the middle of the mall. It was great- the kissing itself was lovely, and I was just drunk enough that the room spun (span?) when I closed my eyes, making it even more fun. I was completely not interested in talking to or even noticing other people at the time. To illustrate- not only did I brush off one of my friends, basically told a random to 'bugger off', but also apparently I saw one of The Veronicas while I was sitting in the mall talking to Gray, and I just couldn't care less. (Although I'm not sure if I would really care, even without him being there. I don't like The Veronicas.)

I am worried about seeming too keen (I am pretty keen though, and it's unusual for me so I'm wallowing in it, ok?) given that I hung out with him for two whole sets, lit his cigarettes and kissed him even though he'd just been smoking. I can't help myself- when we came back to visit after the gig, I got my water and then said I was leaving- he leaned across the bar towards me, pointed to his cheek and grinned. I of course, gave him a kiss. It was lovely and cheeky and hawt!

I keep having little flashes of him right now, it's intense but excellent. His smell especially. At one point he tilted his chin up and pressed my face into his neck, so I could smell him, it made me melt. The look on his face when he beckoned me with his fingers before we went out for his break, all sorts of little things.

I'm being patient though- I think I laid my cards on the table a little too early with all the stuff yesterday maybe, so I'm backing off a bit- I'll let him message me, despite the intense urge to contact him.

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Sorry if this post is completely incoherent- I'm feeling incredibly sleepy and dazed right now. It's quite surreal.

A Query

There's a post in the works about my night out last night, and my encounter with Gray. I'm just being funny about posting it, if anyone was wondering.

What I was wondering was if anyone has heard a track from The Knife's album, Deep Cuts, called 'Behind the Bushes'. If you have, could you please lord tell me what the tune is from?

I think it might be from a computer/console game, maybe Final Fantasy, but it's driving me MAD not knowing.

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Contrariness- # 532

I have two varieties of puffed rice cereal to choose between for breakfast (Cocopops or Kellogg's Ricies) and I, naturally, don't want either.

Gah!


Other weirdness:

I always crave milk when I've been drinking. I think it's to do with the fact that I didn't like water in my childhood, so milk was basically my anti-dehydration measure. I just had my second chocolate milk since I got home from out, and it was excellent. When dehydrated I also dream about drinking lots of fluid- usually gatorade or milk, but that's all I'm doing in the dream- no lead up, no weird randomness like other dreams- JUST DRINKING. My sub-concious is about as subtle as the rest of me, non?


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Just so's you know...

He messaged me yesterday arvo. Apparently he got the message I sent while he was at work, couldn't reply for the next five hours, then forgot about it.

Rude boy. Should I be offended?

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Vacillating...

once had to spell that in a spelling bee when I was young. I came second, because I got it wrong and the other kid's word was 'leopard'. I know, I WAS ROBBED. Anyway, this post has a point, and here it is.

My confidence/security that yes, Gray does in fact like me is now vacillating- I texted to ask where/when the second date would be at 8pm Wednesday night (after he told me he'd be keen for another one) and I still haven't had a response. That's more than 24 hours people! I am not feeling the love! (lust/like, whatever)

Yes yes, I know, make allowances for him working at a bar, he was probably at work when I texted, and then recovering from work (read: sleeping), but still. Text messages make people have no manners, and it's bad for my poor little ego.

In other news, I had an awesome James Bond style dream where I was a sexy bird running around in high heels (I can't walk in heels, let alone run) and a red dress, saving my friends and the world from impending doom. Hot!

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