There are two companies in this country with the same name (well, almost). It has apparently confused a lot of people - my company have had people turn up for training courses to do with this other company, while some people due on a training course at our company have turned up at this other company.

But what makes this such a small world, is that I have a friend who works for this other company.

Who occasionally reads my blog from work.

Gives me a heart attack every time!

…than receiving an email headed “That pathetic excuse of a man….”.

Thanks AM!

….is a Rammstein evening.

I am annoyed with him. Of course I am. But I am also annoyed with myself, for actually believing he was any different.

I am pissed off he didn’t tell me about his ex - we had the discussion months ago about her, I asked him if he still slept with her (because let’s face it, most people who split up but still see each other as ‘friends’ continue to have sex for some measure of time) and he assured me it had been months.

I know he has slept with other women since we started this merry dance, because he has told me.

He had almost a whole week to have mentioned it to me, and he didn’t. He had a fair amount of time Friday night to have mentioned, and he didn’t. And I know he didn’t because if he had done, he might not have got a shag out of it.

Typical bloke.

But I should have been given the choice to make the decision as to whether I would sleep with him or not, knowing the full picture.

I knew he was at a party Sunday night - he texted me to say so at 4 am. The text didn’t say he was at the party with his ex (nice party of 6, 3 couples, there’s a nice picture). It makes me wonder how many other times he has been with her and is texting me when he gets the chance. And also how many times he was texting her when he was with me.

He texted me yesterday afternoon, saying he still doesn’t really know what is going on, but he is going to ‘go with the flow for now and see how it goes’.

Bollocks to that!

My reply? “‘Go with the flow’ sounds like a cop out to me, a way to avoid making a decision so if it goes wrong it is not your fault”.

I spent too many years with my ex to see that for exactly what it is - he spent his whole life avoiding decisions, in an attempt to avoid being blamed for something going wrong. So maybe it’s a blessing in disguise, because that is somewhere I do *not* want to go again!

Met him for coffee today. Before he went off to have lunch with his ex.

Who he happened to mention he slept with last week.

Who was drinking with in his local last night. Who he ended up going to a party at someone elses house until 5.30 this morning.

This was after discussing how we may go to NYC together in July.

Can you say fucking hot and cold????????

So much for the planned trip to the computer museum. It seemed like a good idea to offer my spare room, so that I wouldn’t have to get up an hour early to go and pick him up from the other side of town.

The bottle of red wine we had when we got back, plus the new bra and low cut top meant no spare room, no computer museum, and less sleep than if I had planned to go and pick him up.

Not that I am complaining *smug grin*

Wait and see what happens now. I took him for food and coffee, then dropped him off at the office as he had work to do. No firm plans - we were both invited to a barbecue this afternoon, so would have seen him there, but that’s now been canned.

Hi, how are you? I am so bored, not really sure why they employed me. If my mum is ok, in 6 months i’ll start looking for a job in london. I’ll write you an email Saturday :-@

I gave him 2 years max, with a huge bias towards 12 months. Seems I was wrong.

I did reply and say that it was early days, especially as he only started his new job on Monday! Bless.

Got back from two days at the office base. It was actually pretty good this time - spent two days doing something I found an absolute joy - got to love work days like those!

Last night I went on my first night out to a pub quiz with some of the people from work. That was good too, although we made a very poor showing, coming 10th (out of 16 teams). We started off so well, and then just flopped. But apparently this was an improvement on previous team efforts - the first time they were second from bottom, and last time 4th from bottom. The plan is to make some sort of attempt to go every week - and given the nature of the job, the team will revolve every week. Unfortunately, I am now not going back for about a month, so I will not be going.

Weekend seems to have suddenly snowballed into a flurry of events. Friday night is a night out with the girlies. Saturday *may* be a geeky trip with FKM, but isn’t feeling well, so that may not come off. I hope he figures it out soon, so that I know just how much to drink Friday night! (talking of FKM - can you say “Mixed messages”? Completely doing my head in!). Saturday I am off to a party - given that the start time is 2pm, I am guessing the plan was a barbecue, but I’ve seen the weather forecast, so that’s not happening! I guess it will be a ‘cram as many people into a small living room and drink lots of wine’ party. Oh dear. How awful. I won’t like that.

Not heard from LELI, who started his new job this week. I miss him.

Thanks. As soon as I know a bit more about my mum and about my job we organize to meet. iderally in Nice for a long weekend
cu soon,

LELI

…and missing LELI a lot more than I thought I would.