Love, love love..

Just watched the Sex and the city movie. I must have saved it for a special occasion in my mind because NOW I am on the way to actually being myself again. Aye, I even got watery eyes when "Auld Lang Syne" was playing, because of what I have lost, because of the hurt, because of Scotland and my life here.
I did not realise that my heart was dark and secluded until I saw the sun rising over it again.

New light, new hope, same good old life! Time to wake up and stop protecting my heart from what might be valuable experience!

Colour me happy!

How are you, Ellen? Everything alright?
Aye, its been a good few days. Bearing in mind that it's winter and I'm in bloody Scotland where the surroundings are dipped in darkness past 16:00 I am proud to say I have avoided to actually have a nervous breakdown and/or winter depression. My dear dealer provided me with enough to bring me over the last week and the coming one happily and calm, I have made a couple of new friends within the Blue Building and am a happy, contempt single, looking forward to a date next week.
Yes D.A.T.E. : Delightful Attendance of Timed Emotionality. Hehe. Graham is his name. Lives in Dumbarton (or close)(-ish), which instantly makes me think Dumb-arse-ton, when ever I hear/read it. This has nothing to do with the only person I know there. He's a nice guy.
Dumbarseton is on the other side of the Clyde. Shockingly apparently the quickest way to get there is to go up the Clyde to Glasgow and then down in my direction again, just on the other side. What the heck did the people do before there was public transport here? A raft of turnips would do the job perfectly!
We'll see how that goes. Apart from that Jessica is moving out on the 20th still, and I'll be working over x-mas. I took 3 days holiday next week so I'll have a total of 5 days off. Woohoo.

I got a terrible crush on someone at work. Got a girlfriend. Apparently all good guys are gone anyway. I agree to disagree and shall hobble on trying to find one for myself. In due course.
It's nice being single, allowed to flirt and laugh and be a silly cow 99% of my day.

I'm buzzzzzzzing <^> <^> <^>

I know, its odd. With it being the 5th of December and still a wee while to go till christmas I feel tricked by both my body and mind. Like your parents swearing there really is a Santa. My body and mind are in full-blown spring. I am flirty as fuck, not naughty flirty but substantially flirty, if there should be such a thing.
Theres that guy I talk to during day time. I don't really get the WHY either, but I fancy the muggins out of him. Everytime I see him I blush like a freshly spanked ass, oh surprise, he even already noticed that. Being myself I have of course let him know that hes got my attention. He was flattered. Or scared. Both. He likes me though. NAnanananaaaaanaaaaaa! Cor!!!) Which is fine by me. I can't bring myself to take anything about this twittery feeling serious.

I got a feeling there's something gonna happen. Sorta doubt his girlfriend will be impressed to find out if there should be something to come that she could find out.

Note to self: Avoid for things to be able to be found out about. (Why do things easily when you can do 'em complicated!)

Scienidiotology!

Since years now I am keeping myself informed what is going on with Scientology. So this is my invitation to you: Please inform yourself about Scientology. Please know how organisations like that effect you and the people around you. Please Keep Your Eyes Opened! Thank you for building a nation beyond geography. We are Anonymous. We are legion. We are one. We do not forgive. We do not forget. Expect us.

Crisp! (and jawlocked!)

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