Me getting in to stupid situations…

Hullo!

I saw DC today at the gym and he is still a miserable f*cker. Surprise, surprise. Why do men never have any energy? Me and Nic went for coffee today and we both said the same thing. I am aware that I have a ridiculous amount of energy but most men seem to have none. When I was with Joe and when I was with Phil we used to go to bed have sex (or similar) then I’d be bouncing and want to go for a run! DC’s lack of energy is making him a right moody b*st*rd and I can’t be arsed with him. I’m not particularly worried about the video anymore because (a) he’s a copper, he knows when he’s on dodgy ground legally, (b) he is totally despondant at the idea that anyone would think he’s a perv, (c) he’s got a real chip on his shoulder about being thought of as lacking intelligence or class, (d) it’s his relationship that would be ruined if he did anything with the video, (e) all of his friends are married with families and as much as they might want to see a 20 year old having her brains f*cked out I doubt they want to see their jammy b*st*rd mate doing it, (f) he’s 42 and if he still shows his mates videos like that then he’s not at all the person that everyone seems to think he is ergo he can’t show people otherwise they’d all have very different opinions of him.

Today he was talking about selling his sexy red Ducati (he only got it 6 weeks ago for f*cks sake) and he said that he was looking at getting a dirt-cross bike. I laughed because he was switching so easily when I’d have had to save up for months/years and agonise over the decision to get the Ducati and he got really defensive saying, ‘What? What are you laughing at?’ What a c*ck. I’m not sure either of us is attracted to the other at the moment, although it may just be that his missus is back from her holiday and he’s exhausted so he can’t satisfy one woman let alone two. Although to be fair he never really satisfied me, daily servicing would satisfy me, less and I’m left like a hyped up Duracell bunny. Not helpful. I was talking to him early and my words were coming out faster than I could pronounce them so I laughed and apologised saying, ‘I’ve not even trained enough to justify being so hyped up!’ and he said, ‘Yeh you really were talking rubbish the other day!’ (When I was there with Chris) So I explained that then I really had been hyped up and that we’d gone for a Chinese after and I sat there buzzing and he raised his eyebrows in a kind of, ‘Oooh, lucky you!’ way, which I think confirms his jealousy towards Chris. Ass-wipe. Also I don’t know why he sold his match tickets (change of circumstances etc.) He’s not out with his missus this weekend unless it’s on Sunday in which case he may as well have gone to the match and just not stopped over? Hmm, anyway.

I really fancy FGG again, I’ve decided that if he’d been at my old gym I’d have presumed he, along with the rest of the male population, fancied the pants off me. But unfortunately that was at my old gym where all the old pervs gave me confidence and at this gym I have no confidence because all of the men seem to want a conversation that doesn’t involve my breasts, which is nice but makes me think that they just see me as friends, which they probably do, and hence my lack of confidence! But FGG is one of God’s most impressive creations, a lot of time and effort must’ve gone in to that man. Anyway another young man who is interesting me somewhat is Will, I don’t know if I mentioned him but he’s a gym friend’s older brother who is a year or two older than me. Although he can come across as being a bit effeminate I think I should give him a chance; he’s easy to talk to, sweet about how I look in both my bike stuff and my gym gear (apparantly I look sexy in my bike stuff. It’s a Gore-Tex jacket and is practical not attractive!) He is also very intelligent (not normally my type but I think that I need a break from thick men and DC who thinks he’s intelligent but lacks the basic knowledge to understand that anyone who is genuinely intelligent will see him as a pretentious pr*ck who is trying to be someone that he isn’t. Ooh see the venom in that sentence!) He was also a competitive kick-boxer and, I’m not going to lie, that really is my type!

Well work tomorrow, which I can’t wait for *ahem*. Fortunately I should be going out on a run in the morning (good times), I get to ride my bike to and from work (also good times) and Nic and myself are going to a bar for cocktails when we go in to town tomorrow (gooooood times) so apart from the 7 hours of work plus lunch break (when I get to go buy food from the shops and who doesn’t love an impromptu meal?) tomorrow shouldn’t actually be too bad. Plus I may get to wear my new top with jeans and boots. Although the cocktails place isn’t that classy so I may wear something a bit tarty-er lol! Then Sunday it’s more good times on the bike and I get to go to the gym in the evening, plus only 5 and a half hours at work, I may see Will at the gym and that’s the weekend gone for another 5 whole days. Whoop! Then on Monday I am having my hair cut (about 2 inches off the bottom because it’s a mess) and, for the first time in my life, I’m having some colour put in it!! This is to avoid looking too ‘biker’ which I think I do at the minute. I’m also applying for new jobs. I’ve applied for 2 and just waiting to hear about interviews, I’m in the middle of filling out an application form for another and I’m going in to town for another look around shortly. Also the guy from the bike shop (has a girlfriend, persists in ringing me, I got stoned in his car with him not long ago) rang me and asked if I was interested in a job at his place. I was practically orgasmic until I realised that it would have to be full-time and I have a degree to work my ass off for. I was well p*ssed off though, it would’ve been a great job! Although on the other hand, even if it had been part-time I would be having to spend hours in a confined space with a man hell-bent on sleeping with me and it’d also be very stereotypical biker and I may as well wander round with long greasy hair, a fag on and a very butch girlfriend with naval tattoos. Not. My. Scene. One of the shops that I’ve already applied to for a job would be perfect to counter-balance the biker look. Please let me get interviews!! Please?!!

Anywho, I’m off! Hope y’all have a good weekend!

Love Lyds x x x