What the hell?  

JohnerH 35M
44 posts
6/12/2005 12:42 pm

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3/5/2006 9:27 pm

What the hell?

It's confirmed, I'm becoming a workaholic.

Why? Well, after coming back from my holiday I reluctantly accepted to do a 9 day stretch. But then again I had a pretty good reason to do so at the time I guess.

Work I reckon can act on a 2 way basis.

It can either be a source of pain and anguish where all you want to do is just flee away from it as fast and as far as possible...

...or it can be a place where you just go to pass the time, become brain dead and oblivious of everything else around you, in which some circumstances can be quite a relief.

In my particular case I think it's a combination of the two and more... I think I was born with a gene that commands me to work my tits off.

This and the fact combined that I was actually raised from the age of 10 to work and save up adds on to my current workaholic mentality.


Moving swiftly along, I agreed to do another 10 days (in a row) at the end of this month, 4 of which are over time...

Hey at least all the work I'm gonna do at my place will get done sooner then later I guess...

Apart from work something freaky happened on Friday night.

So, everything started up as normal,

I was suppose to get out by normal hours but that didn't happen, I actually ended up staying in the office until about 8.30pm.

This coincidently made miss out on a date I had scheduled for that day...

After finishing I though to myself, after the week I've had I need a drink. Or better yet quite a few since I hadn't drank in about a month or 2...

So, I went to my local pub from work, only to find that a good part of my workmates that finished on time where still there buzzing up. So I kinda naturally joined in.

By about 11sh me and another close mate of mine decided to go into town to a club we haven't been to in ages.

When we got there we naturally continued drinking. Now, this club has history for me. This was the first and ever club when I originally moved here that had the all rounder in terms of preference.

It had the tunes, it had the atmosphere, it had the cheap drinks (I mean rrreeallllyy cheap) and it had the lady's in proportion to the lads. In other words it wasn't a meat market.

The other thing was that no matter in what state or mood I was in,I always either got pulled or I pulled myself.

But recently (I mean in the last 6 months issshhh) every time I go there it just doesn't seem to do it for me anymore. I mean the music and everything else is still there, but it just doesn't seem to click. I dunno, I know it's a student place and perhaps I'm just getting too old for it...

So, I went there had a good time and round about 1am I decided I'd had enough. My legs where hurting from the dancing and from the 2 hours of futeboll the day before, so I decided to call it a night.

Soooo, I got the cab, got home, all groovy... (Oh btw, I was quite drunk by this time... so that you can imagine, I kinda took 10m to get from the taxi to my front door which is only like 20 meters from the street...nniicceee) ... I thought to myself, “I actually managed to behave, I didn't pull, I'm home, I'm having a wash before going to bed (nothing worse then waking up in the morning hung over and smelling like, well you know the feeling) and I managed to do something to eat before crashing in bed and dieing”. All good...

Now, there I was asleep and then about 2 hours later I wake up... What was I doing?

I was in the middle of sex.... Yes... Flipping sex with my ex that was suppose to be living in London. And now you ask, how is this possible?

Well apparently she came up for one of her friends birthday and decided that after failing to pull a bloke herself she'd come by and see how I was doing in the more “literal” sense of the matter. Drunk as a fart she banged on my house door only to be let in by my house mate.

After which she proceeded to my room and subsequently getting on top of me and well.... I think you can figure out what happened...

Now, a couple of things... is it normal for a bloke to just simply get awaken in the middle of something? Coz to be honest at the beginning I actually though I was dreaming... I only realized it was reality after I actually turned on the light and saw her eye to eye (remember, I was pissed as well)...

Is this normal?!?!! And how on earth did I just let myself do it like it was the most natural thing in the world???

Worse part of all of this was, in the morning, she woke up got breakfast and pissed off to her mates and hasn't called me since...

Nice... I might as well just put a sign on the door...

rm_Elysia2005 43F
412 posts
6/13/2005 6:42 pm

Mmm.. now there's an idea... fly to England, hope your roommate is as casual about letting me in... what a way to meet someone for the first time...

JohnerH 35M

6/13/2005 10:20 pm

All I can say is... Promisses. promisses ...

rm_Elysia2005 43F
412 posts
6/16/2005 7:12 pm

*giggles* Look at your "most recent responses"... it's you and me, baby, against the world LOL

Nah, really... Love you.

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