Just went through all my vms because I had run out of room, and two of them made me cry.
One was my mom wishing me a happy birthday, and she gets my (now deceased) golden retriever Scarlette to talk to me on the phone, and they both sound so happy.
The other is (and I honestly have no recollection of doing this) a message from my ex (#2). It was from before we were even dating. I met him at his workplace, and he called and left me a voicemail about work stuff. Why? Why did I save this message? I have no idea. At the time, I was sort of still seeing #1, and until #2 kissed me, I really didn’t think we were going to be dating. I *just* deleted his number out of my phone two days ago so that I wouldn’t be tempted, and then this happens.
I’ve been going out on dates with people for months now (some for longer than others), and I keep realizing I am not over #2, nor do I anticipate getting over him for a while. And I know it’s crazy, but I really do firmly believe he’s my soul mate, so this sort of just adds fuel to my insanity fire.
I have always wanted to go to the South Pacific, but I would be lying if I said that he is a good 45% of why I need to leave this city for a few months. I need some sort of Reset button until I can figure some things out… Or meet an Aussie or Kiwi that is so handsome I forget about everything hahaha.
so i know some of my old mcfly buddies were from there,
but do i know anyone else?
there is a VERY GOOD chance I will be going there for two months in jan/feb.
have a bajillion questions.
Last night after a show, I went to my bar and got some food and a ginger beer (I like to have alcohol free days pretty regularly, and ginger beer is DELICIOUS.) when I happened to look over at a girl down the block, slumped over on the curb.
I went inside, got her a to-go water, and went over to her. (There were a few guys standing around her which made me nervous.)
I thought she was probably just some dumb, drunk chick celebrating her graduation (3 schools have graduation this weekend), but I still wanted to make sure she was okay.
She was barely coherent.
After I kept asking her if she was okay, finally I said, do you live here? She said no. I asked her if she was staying in a hotel (big tourist town). She said yes. I asked where. She said the name of a nice hotel a few miles away. It was then that I began to notice an accent. Pretty sure it was Australian. I tell her to keep drinking her water slowly, and I’ll be right back.
I went up to a cab and told him the situation, asked how much it would be, and threw him extra in case of vomit. A coworker and I got her into the cab. She made some sort of apology, and I was just like, you are going to be okay. You’re going to your hotel. Just sip on your water slowly, and you’re going to be fine.
I have NO idea if she was here with friends or what. I called the cab company after I got home to make sure she made it to the hotel. The dispatcher laughed and said oh yes, and boy had she heard about that story. (Turns out, the girl did vomit. Blech, sorry, cabbie.) But she had made it safely to the hotel.
I don’t know if she just got super wasted like a typical tourist, if she was drugged, or what. But she got back safely, and I really, really wish more people would do this for each other. Especially women. Most of the guys that were standing around her were trying to help, but some of them made some comments that made me stare daggers back at them. So please, everyone help keep each other safe. I know that when I go to Australia and New Zealand in January, I would hope some lovely aussie or kiwi girl would do the same for me.
and then your coworker happends to immediately send a mass-text meaning you get everyone’s replies for the next hourish.
blood pressure spikes.