Well hello! How the devil are we?

Sorry it's been SOOOOO long, but as you'll see presently, its been a busy time kids, so get the kettle on, make a cuppa, grab a hobnob and your cosy socks and we'll catch up is it??

Well, last time I was just about to go and see my favourite band for the umpteenth time. Saw them twice that week and they were amezzin. Got to chat to their singer both nights, and he was a lovely, funny, charming man. Shorter than I thought, but then isn't everyone? Plus I'm fairly tall so it shouldn't really be that much of a surprise to me anymore.. first time I was blotto and couldnt remember what I said to him, so the second time I apologised and said I hoped it wasn't anything saucy.. he said he'd rather hoped it was. What a smoothie!! The gigs were also FULL of boys in hats.. and as anyone who knows me knows, I LOVE a random hat. Thusly HCH has about 40 photos of me in various different hats, posing madly.

Went to see Flashdance a couple of weeks ago too, now I'm not a huge fan of the theatre because I can't suspend my disbelief enough. We know they're pretending, they know they're pretending and we're all just supposed to deal with that. I cant. It makes me embarrassed.. But this was a musical so that's ok. Somehow we ended up on a bus trip full of very 'chapel' middle aged ladies, who all had that funny 'short in the back, permed on the top' hairdo that middle aged ladies have (as HCH put it, how do you even ASK for that?). We typically ended up getting blotto, I cut my arm, we saw John Barrowman who is THE handsomest man I have EVER seen and could barely look directly at him, despite him being some distance away... had an incident with my phone that involved me having to gaffer tape my battery on for 4 days, and had a bloody fabulous time. Noel from Hearsay was in it, and HCH is convinced he was giving her the eye.. despite us being sat in the gods, about as far from the stage as you could get. But he totally was I swear it!!

As someone kindly pointed out to me a few days later, I am the only person they know who can go to the theatre with a bus full of Chapel ladies,get plastered and cut myself... and yes, I really WILL go to anything.

Went to the ice hockey a couple of days later, and god I'd forgotten how much I loved it! Am getting my skates sharpened next weekend so I might get back on the ice yet. And give me 5 minutes in the 'conflict resolution' box with number 16 ANY day of the week!

In between all of this, there has been the usual level of random FOOGO, hangovers, bits of college work (just submitted my second assignment so wish me luck on that one!) and work work work. No random snoggage though. How boring.

And then we come on to the subject of Drummer Boy. I'm still seeing him, but getting slightly disturbed at certain things. Firstly, now he's 'got' me, he has cut RIGHT back on the effort making... Secondly he smokes a LOT of pot. Now normally I would never date an utter stoner, but he's very functional, and that's worrying in itself. Normally stoners can't be arsed with The Sex.. he can. He never wants to do anything though, always have to go to his, watch a dvd, bottle of wine etc.. And then I was dipping into the old faithful 'He's Just Not That Into You'. Seriously a fabulous, amazing book. Its an oracle. I'd recommend it to any of you ladies because it's SO spot on... anyway, in the book there's a chapter which says, if he only wants to see you when he's drunk, he's just not that into you. It goes on to state that if your date is always stoned, its basically saying that he can't handle you at full volume - tantamount to him liking you more when you're in the other room.

Now I know I'm a bit MUCH for some people, but surely this guy has chosen to date me, you think he'd want the FULL experience you know? Rather than sitting there with his life on mute. Because I live my life at utter full volume, all the time and thats how I like it! Humph.

Oh and he's also got the hump with me about something... he text me last night and said 'are you still awake?' which he often does after a gig. Well it was 11:45pm on Saturday night, so yes I was. Replied and said I was still at the pub (had been on an all-dayer to watch the rugby, we won! I love Ryan Jones - gorgeous big scruffy lump of a man!! Ding dong!) but I'd give him a call on my way home. He replied and said if he was up, he'd answer. Oh right. Fine then! So I said well I'm sure he would be as everytime I stay at his, he never goes to sleep before 3. He replied something arsy along the lines of 'well Ive been playing for 3 hours' blah blah blah. So I 'whatevered' him. Now I'm aware that wasnt a particularly mature response, but I was drunk and I can't be doing with mantrums. No sir. Bought that tshirt years ago and burnt it. Havent heard from him today, so I deduce he has his arse in his hands and is being mardy. Why do I even CARE?

In other news, Guitar Boy from work has got back together with his gf. Asked another guy at work what she looked like, he said he's been drunk every time he met her so he cant remember.... If she was Angelina Jolie, he'd REMEMBER right? Went on to say she's got dark hair and is 'sweet'. Pffft.

Gah, Just had text from DB, very self-righteous and arsy with lots of 'frowny' faces. I HATE those bloody faces, and he uses about 40 of them in EVERY text message. God almighty. Toys out of pram big time. Not replying - clearly has no sense of humour! Let 'im stew for a bit I reckon!

Hmmmm, what else is new.... oh, at work they've asked me to be the HR manager. I have NO HR training, so pointed out that I shall be needing some. Bossman seems to think its like flower arranging and I can just throw myself on the first tinpot course that comes along and be good to go in 6 weeks.. with no extra cash or anything because clearly am going to do it out of the goodness of my weasly black heart. Ahem.

Think that's about it - shall let you know if I think of anything else.

Have fun kids - stay warm!!

Axxx