One Step Forward and Two Steps Back...Or is that Back In The Saddle? Hmmm…

Although it never really seems that I'm out of the saddle for long...

Yesterday didn’t do what I’d hoped as my stomach was too awfully painful. Took a cab to Marylebone with the intent of doing some shopping before acupuncture and the cabby tried to take me for a a ride, fucker, and I still tipped him- what is wrong with me, argh. Anyway, I found a lovely Noahs Ark for A’s christening, after all, at almost a year and a half, the traditional silver rattle or baby spoon is pretty much out the window… Had acupuncture where the acupuncturist didn’t do the needles the way I wanted leaving me feeling, unbalanced, plus she talked a huge amount of crap. Upside is she did give me a massage and this morning my hips wee limber in a way they havent been in onks. Now to get myself rebalanced I have to go back to her or back to the lesbian one who gives me the creeps (Not because she’s lesbian but because she is so clearly into me, it’s the same with guys I feel that way about, I am creeped out by anyone who's too keen that I'm not attracted to)
Damn, that was supposed to be my final acu session, but I feel I lack closure with it…

Anyway, yesterday morning when walking Baby Dog, I texted Speedracer and asked about his collarbone, I know I shouldn’t have but I couldn’t help it, it gets petty lonely up here in this high horse sometimes. He texted back later that day with one of those Long Day’s Journey Into Night texts, and I say when you get one of those answers to one line, you’ve got someone at least a bit on the hook. I wrote back several hours later, ok 6 hours later (it was Wednesday eve and I had to watch the the SITC triple header didn’t I? One of the episodes was where Miranda‘s water breaks on Carrie‘s Christian Laboutin shoes, which I just loved on so many levels), and was still a bit cool, after all he really mucked about before about our date, and said ’as for all the other stuff to difficult in text, let me know if you still want to meet up’ I was pleased with myself.

He responded this morning with what about the 30th, today being the 16th…right. I guess that doesn’t require an immediate answer does it? God at this rate we’ll be lucky to meet in the next millenium. And I wont deny that I thought how will we possibly have sex by the middle of the month, when I have same lunar phase as natal Taurus (OMG yes in Taurus!) if we only meet at the end of this one, clearly I havent given up yet,as I’d said. Unless of course I act like a total slag but then, I think I’m getting the hang of these English blokes, if they’re the not so nice type you can sleep with them right away, I think. Although D and M are the exception that disproves this rule, so still not sure what to think with all that, still I think 3rd date for nice boys and anything goes with ‘I am sort of seeing lots of people and never available on the weekend types’ i.e. Speedracer…we’ll see, if we ever even get that far.

At least theres the fall back guy, I always work best with at least one fall back guy, its my perfect set up. If you asked an astrologer they would tell you it because my chart forms a Grand Trine, but that just sounds like an excellent excuse to me. Whatever, it works. After all, things always go tits up when I dump the other guy to commit…Mark the Model and The Monster, The Scouser and Mark the Actor…not the same Mark mind you. Although Mark #1 would have stayed with me, but would I have stayed with him? Who knows….we all want what we cant have in some way I think. Hence Speedracer still being interested after I rejected him.

Bermuda Short who sounds a complete idiot but not as much an idiot as some I communicate with, just drippy, with a strong lack of taste gene (I mean, a red speed boat he drags around on a trailer, I ask you? gross!) sent me an email at 2 a.m. and I do believe he was working late, unlike the far more interesting but irritatingly illusive Speedracer.

Anyway a long email at 2.a.m. when not on the piss means he’s definitely on the hook, again unlike the far more enticing but illusive Speedracer. Bermuda Short sounds like a lovely guy…yawn, I must respond to said email. Must keep him fluffed, or I know Speedracer will be gone like a cool breeze, why is it, they can just feel it? Men are so naturally competitive...or is that really just fickle? Yay, I love it really... Joke!

But even more irritating is that Bermuda Short writes me this chatty email but then doesn’t actually ask me out even though I mentioned meeting up, not sure what to do with that, I’m really not. I mean, th fallback's whole function is to adore and chase completely...I will let him dangle along though...