There is a cat in the neighbourhood, looks a little like Mister, only with longer fur. And a tail.

He is very chatty - you often hear him meeowing, and if you call him, he answers you, but he very rarely came up close.

Until last night. He let me stroke him. Then, when I opened the front door, he ran straight in.

He is so adorable, very friendly, very fussy.

He was outside this morning when I went to work.

He did the same tonight. I let him stay for about half an hour, and then put him outside - after all, he doesn’t live here!

Tell him that though!

I took the rubbish out tonight and he was camped out on the front doorstep. He ran straight in, and is now curled up next to me on the desk, after having had a good wash, and is now asleep.

I don’t know where he really lives, He is well fed, so I assume he does live somewhere.

Now I don’t know what to do with him. It is freezing out there, and he is so obviously comfortable. But I know I hated it when Mister spent his nights in the neighbour’s house.

Mind you, I have cold feet, and he will be a perfect companion to keep them warm!

The last text I got off FKM when he was on holiday (as mentioned in the earlier post, when he said he was off to the beach bar) was the last for ages. I have sent him a couple when we were supposed to be in Birmingham for a concert, and he couldn’t be bothered to tell me he wasn’t goign - thankfully I had anticipated this and sold the tickets on ebay, but he didn’t know that, and as far as he was concerned I could have been stood outside the venue waiting for him.

The last text of the night went something along the lines of “good job I know you are an unreliable little shit isn’t it?”

A few days later I relented - not expecting a response, but not wanting his last text off me to be something so angry and so negative, just sent him a fairly normal text, as if we were still talking regularly every day.

I have also been sending the odd email - maybe 2 a week, way down on the 20 or so a day we used to exchange - with links to things I think will interest him. I refuse to sink to his level.

Anyway, last Thursday when I was out, and had sent a text saying, “You are an idiot. If you weren’t ignoring my texts, you could be here and you would absolutely love it.”

His response was “What are you talking about? Got a few personal issues recently hence being quiet.”

I didn’t bite. I know he wants me to text back “why, what’s happened, tell me, let me help” type response. You can fuck right off with that matey!

So, I didn’t bother to reply at all.

Then today I sent him an email - something I knew he’d be interested in, not expecting a response.

But I got one. I replied, and I got another. I left it a couple of hours, then sent a short response. I got yet another, which almost made me fall off my chair. Then when I didn’t reply after an hour, he sent yet another one.

Then tonight I have had a flurry of (well,3) texts off him. One suggesting meeting for coffee so he can give me the money he owes me. I replied that I had already passed him over to the write-off queue. His reply? “Not write off just temp head below radar. Long story. If it’s any consolation i’ve done the same to most people recently. Free this weekend?”

I am so gob-smacked. What a fucking nerve.

However, I did reply saying I could probably spare some time Saturday morning, because Saturday night I was meeting with my coven, and we would be mixing potions with all my alcohol…… He hasn’t replied.

On a ‘make Woman feel good’ note - a couple of weeks ago I got a text off a friend saying he had split up from his girlfriend. Of about 8 years it must be.

I only met her a couple of times - she seemed okay, but apparently she didn’t like me because she ‘didn’t trust me’. She wouldn’t let D come and see me without her when I lived in Smalltown for that very reason. At the time I pointed out that, if she trusted him, it wouldn’t make a blind bit of difference what I did. But hey ho, it was his decision to make ultimately. However, other friends K and L also had similar misgivings about her.

It was really weird - they actually bought a house together about 4 years ago, but she didn’t tell her parents she had done so, and continued to live with them, only staying over at the house at weekends.

It was all very weird.

Anyway, have had a few conversations with him since. Including an hour long one tonight.

*grins*

The flirting that has always gone on between us now has a different feel, since I am not married (I first knew D back when I was ‘happily’ married….) and he is now single…..

I should have gone to see LELI yesterday. But my cold has moved to my ears, and I really didn’t want to be flying.

So, in this very nice, warm, sunny weather we’ve been having I have been sat in the house feeling sorry for myself.

I have been making lots of cards - it’s very therapeutic somehow. However, I now have 4 big boxfuls of cards, and no idea what to do with them.

Well, I do have some idea. I think I am going to buy some nice boxes, and put 10 or so cards into a box, and try and sell them for a very reasonable price. However, I can’t decide what is reasonable at the moment. I think £1 a card is very reasonable for a handcrafted card, but I am not sure that people will want to pay £10 for a box. However, I can put in some very cheap and fast cards, as well as the much nicer, takes an hour to make one of them cards. I also want to sell Christmas cards - which will not sell for anywhere near that price, not when people can buy a box of 20 for £2.50. However, again I can make some very cheaply and quickly, so am thinking of maybe selling 10 for £2, with 50p going to charity.

Now I have to find some boxes. My friend N in New York pointed me at a company in California, who are selling exactly what I want at a very reasonable price (50 boxes, with clear lids for $50). However, they don’t ship outside North America. I have got into an email fight with them, because this is just stupid. I thought the Yanks on the outside of the country were a little more open to the idea that there existed a world outside their borders?

I could have them sent to N, who would then send them on, but this means paying for postage twice, plus I will have to pay import duty on them.

I have found a company in the UK who sell something similar, but we are talking £50 instead of $50. But given how much less hassle it will be, plus will be quicker to get them, plus it means less money going to a stupid company who think in the current economic climate that turning away business is good.

Been off work for the last couple of days - full of cold. I guess it’s a consequence of hanging around the city centre early Sunday mornings, in the drizzle.

I am off to see LELI this weekend - I am very excited. I’ve not been to Italy before, plus getting to spend more time with the little Italian Stallion. Only going for 2 days - much as I love him I don’t think I could spend much longer in only his company.

I sacked my cleaners last week! They haven’t been brilliant since the start - they did some ironing the first two weeks, then the iron blew up. I bought a new iron, and they used it once. When I went on holiday to Portugal, I had only been in the house for 1 day so it wasn’t exactly dirty, they didn’t have a whole lot to clean, and to be honest I couldn’t even tell they’d been. Then last week, again I had been away for 4 days, so there wasn’t that much to clean, but when I got home on Friday all I could tell they had done was ironed 4 tops (I had left a request that they actually do some ironing) and thrown some bleach down the loos. They hadn’t even cleaned the toilets, just put bleach down them, not vacuumed, not even wiped down the kitchen surfaces. So I rang the agency and ranted.

New cleaners have been today (I went and sat in Sainsbury’s cafe while they were here, didn’t want to be stood over them), and when I got home I could tell the difference instantly. Happy days!

18:03, to Q - About to leave - shall i bring food as well? And do you have sharp scissors?

18:51, from LELI - The party is at suchandsuch pub, the one near the stadium. Are you coming? We should move there in 20ish.

18:53 ,to LELI - Be there soon. My skirt is too long, need to cut 8 inches off!

19:27, to FKM - Fucker!

19:37, from FKM - Huh?

19:39, to FKM - I should be watching omd right now. Fucker.

19:40,to FKM - But i am having fun putting makeup on Q and ripping his tshirt :-)

20:17, from FKM - Jeeez! Go easy on him. Just off to the beach bar :-)

21:11, to Q - Want a drink?

21:12, from Q - Got you one in

21:13, to Q - Where r u?

21:27, to FKM - I will be just like a virgin

22:38, to Q - Got you a beer

22:57, to X - Missing you!

22:59, to Q - Another pint here

23:05, from X - Thank you sweetie :) i’m still not well + have mountains of stuff to pack! :( have a good one! C u soon x x x

23:18, to Q (on discovering he had taken a video of me, and also left my phone in video mode) - You are a fucker! I just went to take a pib and pgone was set to video

00:44, to W - picture of Q, entitled ‘Beautiful!’

03:06, to Q - Home. Fucked. Metaphorically. Big word. Peed for england. (I am astonished at this one, the spelling and typing was immaculate!)

03:09, from Q - Thank fek no one came back as I am without trousers and it feels great

03:10, to Q - Lol. Let it all hamg free! But be gentle with my glove

03:29, to Q - Use those wipes to take makeup off…

03:33, from Q - Thanks hun let me know when your on your way over as we’ll prob be in t pub watching footy either that or i’ll be in bed

03:35, to Q - I’ll try and get there before football rtarts! You scare me - planning to go to pub tomnrrow…

03:37, from Q - Yeah but it sunday and i’ll prob not drink - yeah right!

03:37, to Q - Just like tonight eh?

03:39, from Q - Hell yeah, thanks for tonite babe its been fun

03:39, to Q - :-x

Holiday in Portugal - was thinking when there how I was reminded of so many holidays past - including the rather funny night where ex jumped out of bed, jumped up and down, and announced, “I’ve just killed a bit of fluff!”

But aside from that, other things were reminding me of other holidays, when bout half way through the holiday i decided to see if I could find me some free wifi.

Now, a13 years ago me and ex went on holiday to portgual - algarve - when there we discussed how I was pissed off at work and wanted to look for another job. One night, we got home, ex was in loo and I was watchig newss. “I thinmk this might interest you,” I called, as news announced Lloyds and TSB merger.

Fast forward to me checking wifi, and bbc news. “Lloyds tSB to buy HBOS,” it says.

Shit.That affects so many people I know., Plus, makes me feel very glad I left last Feburary.

Who knows what is happening? hae spoken with friends in Loyds tsb, and also hbos. scary.

Tonight am very pissed. Been out with friends from hbos, someones birthday. Italian Stallin LELI here - god, how much do I live that guy? - he stayed ghere last night , but styaying with another frined tonight.

I went to Q’s, who I boguht fagx for in Portugal, tonight. Went there thsi afternoon, taking him fags, and he asked me if i awnated to go roung ther to get changed before going out 0 not really, but turned out he wanted someone to walk with him through town becuase he didn;t wa tnt to look like a t3at,,,,,,

Tonight, Matthew, Ihave been Maddonna!

I love Q too, but in a scary way. Vey flrity, has been since I left ( not when I was theer,, then he was scared of me, bless), after putting extremetly drunk friend in taxi, he suggested i go back to jis, crash in sapre room - I think weboth know that wouldnt have happened. I managed to ger a taxi home.

Also very weiord night. At one point noticed Q was chatting to some woman in a purpel wig - now, especially when drunk he is such a tart, just assumed he was trying it on. Then he comes to me. “God, that is so weird, really weird.” “Huh?” “See that woman in the purple wig? That is FKM’s ex…….” Holy shit. The one he was sleeping with before and after he slept with me. “She won’t leave me alone, she’s scaring me.” “You could try intoruducing her to me, I could say how I know FKM, howe we go to nerdy computer museums together…..” He decided not to - probably a good thing - how much fun could I have had with that? Both with her, and with FKM’s head, “oh yes, I met her the other night, we chatted about you……”

Anyways, pissed as a fart.And late.