I am sick....

I have no work....

Angry  Hedgehog informs me it is 25 degrees and partly cloudy and a fine day to be reading Orwell by the Pool.

I hate him....

That is all.

grr.......

So firstly, apologies for the delay (a lengthy one at that) in posting a new pondering. Its been a busy few weeks, between work and Christmas and me being sick. I'm now officially certified to be at home up to next thursday so plan to make the most such time off by sleeping, drinking and occasionally driving, but remember kids, never at the same time!!

So what's been happening I hear you cry???

Lots....too much....A bit of overload really.

The situation I describe a few posts back has changed significantly in that the role of the parties involved has switched somehow. I suppose as time progresses we begin to see people for who and what they really are. Now I'm not being judgmental but...........................ok maybe a small bit judgmental but, who could blame me?

Aside from that I'm now in a situation which I don't feel wholly comfortable in. And this is where I need to discuss the "Options open does not equal slut" philosophy that I've come to live by.

I like guys, I sometimes like more than one guy. Unfortunately, sometimes I can like these guys at the same time. But rather than committing to one blindly, surely I should get to know all candidates and see who would best suit the position that needs to be filled. 

Now this has some repercussions. Sometimes one of the interested parties becomes rather quickly attached. Intensity in early stages of relationships is something I learned to avoid the hard way many moons ago. But still, it happens and I'm left in a situation where someone I do actually and am interested in getting to know further, has progressed at an uncomfortable speed in their own perspective to what is tantamount to a picket fence and 2.4 kids.

All the more reason then for me to go explore my other options....

But I'm not a Slut for doing that, am I?? Like if I had 4 other options...in a purely non sexual sense of course. If it was sex then my philosophy wouldn't really have a leg to stand on.

In other news, I'm going to Poland in March apparently with Kamil. I can only imagine the state of Inebriation I'll be in. Off to Galway on Sunday for Bar3 Staff nite out. It's so so very cold as our heating is broken at the moment. Must get that fixed....

And a quick shake of the fist and a roar of "Fuck you ya lucky bastard" to the Angry Hedgehog who is no doubt sunning himself on a beach in the canaries as I speak.

Will talk to you all soon, much sooner than the last time. I promise!