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Saturday, 4 August 2012

Eggs and bacon

I snuck out with Alfie last night. We drove over to his in the early hours of the morning... then snuggled in his extremely cosy bed with a film. 4am nachos + rum&cokes + sugary sweets feels soooo good the next day (not). But I love being with him so I'll suffer a bit of morning bloat in exchange for cosy bed times. Good thing I was too drunk to care... even better a thing I haven't weighed myself in days, as I've been on a bit of a booze/weed/junk food bender these last couple of days. The upside is that my life doesn't feel too dull at the moment. The downside is I'm at the stage where I'm drinking to cure my hangovers and so desperate for nicotine at I end up scrabbling for the loose tobacco on Bash's bedroom floor with Tina at 3am and rolling it with receipt paper.

So a bit of stuff's gone down. Let me update you lovely people on the latest saga of my so-called life. Bash keeps making moves on Alfie and because she doesn't know about me and him, and hopefully won't in the near future as she has a big mouth, he's kind of (begrudgingly) gone along with it. Now, I really don't see the issue, because we're not exclusive and she's leaving in 2 weeks. But I had to endure a morning of her practically dribbling over her hangover eggs and bacon about him - and I'm not going to lie, it did something to me. It really, really bothered me. I could tell he was feeling guilty about it on the night because after he 'put her to bed' he immediately crawled into my lap and started going on about how pretty I looked. So we had a little chat last night because I was feeling weird about it all. I settled on letting him indulge her for 2 weeks... as long as they didn't sleep together, because I don't think I could deal with that. He told me he'd happily never see her again if I wanted him to, because he would never want to hurt me in a million years. But, you know. Strange as this situation is, and even though I don't like sharing, I know that from experience if you give a dog a long lead he always comes back... and I don't want to drive him away. He's a guy, he's single and to be frank he deserves a little freedom now he's been released from the Wrath Of Charlie. I'm not going to make him feel bad, and it's not like he has feelings for her, so 2 weeks (technically I'll only have to endure 1 of those 2 weeks, as week 2 I'll be off my face on morphine) and then I won't have to share anymore. Besides, I'd better get used to it because he's off to university in two months and there's no way I'm going to be THAT girl... you know who I'm talking about. The one who doles out directions and just basically wants to control everything. I know from experience that never bodes well.

I've discovered a new drunk comfort food combo. Rice and yogurt. It's like... amazing. And no, not the flavoured yogurt (I'm not that deranged - yet). Just a little bit of the tart plain stuff, blob it on, bit of salt and pepper, then a food party in my mouth. Also, I found out today that my sister weighs 105 lbs. And she's almost 5'8. HOW IS THIS FAIR. And how is it fair that she still looks healthy, and not all sallow and drained and sad? If I was 105 lbs I'd be dead. And no, that doesn't stop me from wanting to get there... but 8 stone's my limit. 112 lbs. *Daydreams* Of course, I won't get there if I keep eating tortilla chips after midnight, but... you know. I'm trying to stop.

Maybe I should just eat socially. You know, like a social smoker, but a social eater instead. That could work.

Well, I'm off for a late-night bath then I'm back at Bash's, because her house is still empty, and she has marijuana. NO MUNCHIES. Only smunchies (drunk smokes). I love spending time at the most expensive address in London. I'm such a charity case. It's actually tragic. Maybe I'm turning into my sister. Not that that's a bad thing, apparently. 

4 comments:

  1. I hope your heart will be okay with the current arrangment, that sounds really tough <3

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  2. wow, thats very mature, and generous of you to sort of share him.. and no you are not a charity case :) we all like a bit of the high life once in a while.. theres no shame in that! haha you know the rice and yoghurt, well thats pretty much standard procedure for most of the indian subcontinent, except theres curry involved as well, salt and masala (spices) with plain yoghurt.. im in heaven. except i dont eat rice but hey i remember it tasted good.. lol
    your not strange :D
    my little cousin ate blueberries with mayo the other day :\ now thats deranged..

    good luck :) hope your social eating works out, ps i dont think you have anything to worry about with Alfie he seems pretty besotted with you and committed enough <3 much love xx

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  3. Seriously, your sister is 105lb! Jesus I am trying to picture that in my mind. No wonder you be wanting to throw your scale threw a window. My sister use to be smaller than me. I wonder what does she weigh now? Have no idea but I plan on weighing less than her by November when she comes to visit me.

    Why doesn't Alfie just tell Bash he is not interested instead of leading her on? I am glad you are cool about him entertaining the idea of him interacting with Bash. Sorry I am not trying to sound mean. Don't know why but that came across as *meow* to me lol.

    How long will you be out for your surgery? It will be weird to get on here and not see any post from you. Will be worth it when you come back and brag about the 15lbs you dropped ;-)

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  4. You know, I've flirted with the idea of doing the social eating thing, too. It might be something I think about more seriously as I re-enter this world of ours in the spring. The only problem is that I don't have enough friends and/or acquaintances to "social eat" without actually dropping dead. I foresee this as being a very large problem (I would hate to die).

    Damn, your sister is a rake. I don't even know how that's possible, but I understand your being flabbergasted. That's even harder to deal with than my sister (maybe an inch taller, and about 30 pounds lighter - especially at the moment).

    Love you,
    <3.

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