Nothing to see here

... So move along now.

That's right, nothing, nada... nowt.

Well except a few things: I saw a green poodle in the park. Yes, it was actually green. Apparently it was in a TV ad, it's owner said. Or maybe it was one of those things they put on between the adverts on BBC1 and 2 or something? So watch out for that. (And don't worry about the poodle being green, it was a special dye... non-licky or something).

Tone's good. He got a new tattoo on Friday. I'm pretending I know what it is. Apparently it's another language, but looks like a squiggly picture to me. It's quite large and on his moob. EXCEPT HE DOESN'T HAVE MOOBS, HE HAS PECS! (LOLOLOLOL).

Oh and Wing broke up with Fabian. Then got back with him. They were broken up for thirty nine minutes and 27 seconds. The time it takes her to get from The Club, to the kebab shop, to her flat, basically.

So there you go.

But otherwise: life's great! Hope your's is too.

Happy Tuesday xxx

Nothing To Report

Sun is shining, life is great, Tone is great, everything's great!

Even Mavis is only scoring 3-4 on the Wierd-O-Meter (that's out of ten, normally I'd say she was a 5-6). Me and Tone went round hers Sunday dinnertime and she ACTUALLY COOKED. That's rite... not warm up something in the microwave! She hadn't used the oven in so long it went all smoky and odd and we ended up getting Chinese anyway but she did try and thats what counts!

Tone is talking about going to Camp Bestival again but I think I'd like to steer clear of everywhere we went *before* if you know what I mean. Make some new memories in new places. I'd like to go to some little place near a beach thats dead quiet and read books and eat seafood. I told Tone this sure he'd be like, "What are you nuts" but he actually said "Why not?" OK so he's not OOBER-KEEN (sp??) or anything but I can hardly blame him, I'd probably not of been six months ago and he's trying too. I have a vague memory of going to Devon with my Dad when he was still alive yeeeeeeeeeeeears ago when I was a little girl, maybe we could try that?

Hope your great too. Happy Tuesday!

The One

Wing Hun said you "just know" when you've found The One. She goes out with a bloke called Fabian at the moment - no joke, who calls their kid Fabian??? How can you look at a TINY LITTLE BABY and say, "Ah yes, the perfect name for him is FABIAN"!!! It sounds like some kind of Laura Ashley line... "The FABIAN collection... complete with drapes, soft furnishings, candles, scents....!" YIKES!

Where was I? Oh yeah. Wing says you just know. She reckons she knew with Fabian when he took her to this posh restaurant and she said she'd rather have a kebab. He didn't bat an eyelid apparently and they ran out on the bill and he got her this massive kebab out in Streatham with chilli AND cheese on AS WELL. With a Dandelion and Burdock to wash it down. That's gotta be love, right? To Wing, anyway... She loves kebabs and D&B!! How the hell is she a size 8?? LOLOLOLOL (and NO, I know whatcha thinking: dancing & laxatives & zillions of trips to the loo to chuck it all back up! No way! : P ).

TBH I always thought Wing Hun bought into all that crap from the magazines she reads and all those Mills And Boon novels. She's always got her head in one of those at work. Once she even did a peep show a reading an article from CLOSER she left on the floor at her feet, LOL. And even when I was with Tone the first time around I still didn't really get it... He never seemed to care for me 100% or even care as much about me as I did him... but that was then.

Maybe our time apart did him some good or he finally grew up - who knows - but I had a moment like Wing Hun said at the weekend. I was in the bath at his and he didn't come in getting all lairy saying he wanted to soap me up or anything like that like he might of a year ago. Instead he comes in with a towel for me. And it's a new one. And it's pink. So I say:

"Didn't know you liked pink."

And he replies, "I bought it for you to keep here, you daft mare."

That's when I knew he was The One. Who says romance is dead, hey?! hahahaha.

Happy Tuesday!

x

Home

Mavis is home! Me and Tone picked her up day before yesterday. She kept called tone Dermot for some reason, but otherwise shes back to her normal self (and when I say normal, OK I mean wierd, but wierd-normal, not WIERDWIERDWIERD like the other week!).

Tone has been well good about it all. We went over to her house before we went to get her and cleaned up, made sure all the bad stuff was gone... there was spinach and ricotta cannelloni on the hall carpet that WOULD NOT COME OUT so we went to the factory shop in town and got this well nice new rug to cover it up, it has a giant daisy in the middle. Mavis saw it and started crying! So sweet.

We got her a new fish tank as well full of Nemos and Dorys and even this underwater snail thing, it's so cool, I know someone who would approve!!! We named him George. Mavis wasn't quite as keen, said he kept looking at her funny but I told her to keep him under watch and if he starts anything I'll be round to pick him up. I can always put him in a tank back at mine.

Before she got back we had a little clear out of all the uber poisonous stuff just in case like the shake n' vac (obv) and replaced them with those natural cleaning products like white vinegar and stuff, it was Tone's idea, hes so responsible now. Mavis was only in the hospital five minutes but managed to come back with one of those french knitting needle things like these, she's making loads of giant wool sausages. She reckons shes going to make a cardigan but I don't really see how cos it just goes on and on and on and on but whatever makes her happy.

Tone dropped a bit of a bombshell last night! Reckons I should move back in to his, says I been at his four nights out of seven anyway.... Hes got a point but at the same time I've really liked having my own place and I dunno if I want to give that up yet, even for him. And I said that to him, thats how far we've moved on... I wondered if he'd go ballistic about it or start whining at me saying I can't love him or stuff like that, but he didn't! He said whenever I felt ready was cool with him. Hes like a different guy, he really is.

Anyway... suppose I better go to work, I'm on lates! There's some stag do on which always means great tips, tho TBH I can do without the lechy blokes. Still need a new job! But then some things never change... LOL.

Happy Tuesday!

x

Meh x 2

I'm okay... just meh.

Keep thinking about Tone and me. He's backed off totally - had expected him to be full-on like before, but he's cool. Well, not cool... He's perfectly nice. But it's like last week never happened... or was a dream or something. Really weird.

Work is a pain in the arse at the moment, we're run of our feet. Paprika went and left suddenly last wednesday and all her regulars are up in arms, especially this one guy, Brian who says his heart is broken! I mean WTF? a) she's just a dancing girl and b) she's made of 90% plastic anyway and has all the personality of a wet sponge. Tone asked me to try and talk her round, which I did, but TBH I probably didn't try to hard. She was always causing a ruck at work, saying the rest of us were fat and the like. I mean, it's not needed is it?!

Anyway FOOD is calling... cheese and onion pasty I think, followed by Cadbury's Dairy Milk... Only thing for days like this!

x

Okkkkkkkkkkk....

... So I went on the date.

Thanks to everyone for their advice. Totally appreciated the warnings in particular... if it wasn't me I'd probably have said exact same thing... but then cos it WAS me, I'd have always wondered if I should of gone. It was a tough one! But I took Wing with me in the end, so nobody had to worry, least of all me.

And as it goes, I needn't of worried anyway cos guess what... My mystery date was Tone! Thats one guy I DO know pretty intimately, LOL. At least I thought I did... flowers and dresses and dates?? I was pretty wierded out and when I first saw him I was kind of disappointed, I never really thought it could be him. Like a whole new side to him. I almost took one look and walked out with Wing again, but something made me go over to the table even though Wing was like, "lets go". She's in a mood with me right now but she'll get over it.

So anyway: I had a meal with him and Tone was really interested in me for once and actually asking me about my life and stuff. He said he knows he sees me at work all the time but he wants to actually get to know me, for real. He even said sorry for all the shit before and all that crap with Paprika/Marika recently trying to make me jealous.

He said he's changed.

He's said that before of course... but then I've never put my foot down like I have the last six months or so. Always before we'd argue and he'd be like, "sorry" and I'd be "oh alright then" and we'd struggle on like we did before. But this time I made a break and showed him I could survive on my own and he could go stick it up his arse. He said that made him think. He said he's underestimated me and he'd never do that again.

Hmmmmmmmmm.

On the plus side, the meal was lush. I had this wierd green asparagus soup thing with an egg to start, then a steak with peppercorn sauce, then Eton Mess. Yum! I also drank a bottle and a half of wine. Well, Tone was paying and hes's flush, LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL.

Oh and by the way - just so you know: NOTHING HAPPENED. Tone didn't even try his luck. Got me a taxi after the meal and kissed me on the cheek, like a gentleman. Didn't want to come back with me, didn't go for a snog and didn't even hassle me to call him. Yesterday at work he was nice, but didn't push anything, wasn't in my face at all. I just don't know what to think - never seen this side of him. Ever.

So that was Saturday! And today's Tuesday again... lots of thinking to do. Have a good one!

OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG

Okay, so I got some flowers last week. Which was nice. But this week??

A DRESS.

That's right! A dress! I still can't quite believe it. I went into the cafe for my Monday night hot choc and I'd be lieing if I said I wasn't *hoping* he (whoever he is) might've left something for me, cos I was. But I figured it might be a card or a note or even a photo or something.

But instead, the waitress comes over with a face like a smacked arse - haha you shoulda seen her she was so jealous! - with one of those fancy boxes from department stores and dumps it in front of me and stalks off without a word. Later she said she hadn't seen who left it, but I wasn't sure she was telling the truth. Maybe I can ask her again later.

Anyway: inside the box was like, layers and layers of tissue paper and inside the most gorgeous dress you ever seen! Expensive one, too, didn't even recognise the label it was that fancy, certainly wasn't New Look or Dottie P's, LOLOLOL. And with the dress was a note, saying to meet him at a restaurant in town this saturday, table's booked for 8pm! And to wear the dress!

IT'S LIKE A MOVIE OR SOMETHING.

I was well-impressed and still sort of am, but now I'm starting to worry... but meeting a stranger is OK in a public place, isn't it? Loads of people meet people off the internet on those dating sites and there's gotta be more weirdoes on those than in real life, right? I showed the dress to Wing and she didn't seem very cool with it, she said it was creepy to get a dress from somebody you don't know who obviously knows you... and I hadn't thought of it like that before. Then she said, "What if it's Tone who sent the dress?" but I know it CAN'T be him, he'd never do something like this, his idea of foreplay is buying me a few Babychams, HAHA!

But she's right that this guy must've seen me about, he even got my dress size right! What if it's a punter from the club? What if that's oddball that comes in on Mondays?! Ick. He really is creepy. Or maybe I'm being unkind. Maybe he only comes into the club cos he's lonely - and we all know how that feels!!!

I'M SO CONFUSED.

I suppose I could just see how I feel Saturday night. He didn't leave a number or email or anything for me to cancel either, so I'd feel bad not going AT ALL... Maybe I should go at 8pm, say thanks very much and then leave? Argh! This bit never happens in the movies!!! What would YOU do?

Oh - and happy tuesday x

Sinking In

Sorry about last week... Had no idea NOT blogging or looking at Facebook/Twitter/whatever would get you all worried. Thats one really nice bowt this social network stuff actually, the fact I've suddenly got friends even if I've never met most of you. Wish I'd discovered it years ago, or it was available when I was in care, maybe I'd of not felt so cut off? Tone was always going on about internet being for losers (and he should know, he watches enough porn on it) so I didn't think to look until recently. Just as well he doesn't know about blogs and wouldn't touch Facebook with a bargepole, LOL.

Anyways... it wasn't life/death stuff, lets put it that way. Just felt bit rubbish really, you know how it gets, especially when you go and do something stupid! I got sick of waiting for Wing to call me back, so I went out instead, should of written a blog instead and staid in with Mavis. She was making my fave, Spinach and Ricotta Cannelloni (well, heating it up in the microwave!). But I knew best so I got my gladrags on and I drank half a bottle of voddy and went to some dodgy pub up near the common. On the hunt and lookin for prey.

I was so absolutely certain getting off with enough fella would do me some good! Such an idiot. But anyway, he wasn't hard to find, some student type, looked a bit desperate, Neil I think his name was. Quite good looking, bit posh, probably hadn't got much as a teen, so reckoned I was like all his Christmasses come at once. Not that I'm that well-good looking or anything, I'm not vain, but when you're a girl and don't look like the total back end of a bus, it's not that difficult to find fellas to go with you, is it?? All you have to do is ask, LOL.

So anyway I went home with him and it was peferctly okay tho not life-shattering, but then it never is when you do it with em for the first time, at least if you're female I reckon. I figured I'd wake up and Tone would be magically out my system but somehow I felt even WORSE. What's that all about?? Neil asks me if he can see me again and I say "yes" but I gave him the wrong number. Felt a bit guilty but then what can you do, I didn't want to see him again and I didn't want to have to explain.

Whats even worse was Tone was at Mavis place when I got back, reckoned he was bringing some of my stuff round. He was really cold, looked at me like I was nothing - we had five years together! I guess I wanted him to say, "I made a mistake" but he didn't and then he was gone and Mavis is saying to me, "Why didn't you tell me about all this?" She'd just assumed we were having a row as usual, not actual split. And I start crying and I just can't stop.

Whoa, what a depressing blog post. But I feel better now. Honest. Went to the cinema with Wing to watch that new Resident Evil which was fun and tho I couldn't really bear being around Tone too much last week - I was worried he could see what I'd done, somehow - he DID put me in Window 2 and included me this time when he bought a round of drinks for all the girls Friday night, which was bumper.

How's your week been?

It's Not Rocket Science

Why can nobody do their job in the world?

Seriously. If more people actually thought about what their doing, they might actually do it properly. OK not me cos all I have to do is dance, but I'm talking about people who look at computers and stuff, I mean how hard is it to read stuff of a screen???

Like, this morning. I call the gym to book a class called Dance Jam - it's like aerobics except the instructor well fancies herself and does all these moves where she imagines she's in a music video and we muppets have to go along with her.

But back to booking. It goes like this:

NIKKI ON PHONE (that's me by the way, Ruby is my nickname): Hello, I'd like to book Dance Jam for tonight at 6, please.

[It's not rocket science, I reckon I was pretty clear with that.]

SECRETARY ON PHONE: Dance Jam? Sorry we don't do that class.

NIKKI: I think you do, I've been coming to it every Tuesday for the last six months.

SECRETARY: Hang on a sec.

[She puts phone down, much rustling. Picks it up again]

SECRETARY: I just checked the class timetable. You're right, we do that class.

[I know!!]

NIKKI: So can I book for six tonight?

SECRETARY: Are you a member?

NIKKI: Yes. My names Nicola Tuesday. Like the day of the week.

SECRETARY: OK...

[Some tapping on a computer]

SECRETARY: Oh how funny, we already have a Nicola Tuesday booked. There must be two of you. Small world, isn't it?

[Then I remember]

NIKKI: Actually that must be me and I've forgotten I've booked.

SECRETARY: Oh. Right.

Okay, technically I should have remembered I had already booked but MAN! That was one dumb secretary. Maybe I should write my script about that... Except then the secretary at the gym will find out and get me somehow, possibly when I'm in the showers and she could nick all the stuff out my locker including my underwear. OK I've thought about that too much.

Happy Tuesday!