Is it time for bed yet? I need more sleep, my brain won't function properly due to the fact that I went to bed at 4 this morning (the birds are far too lively at that time!) and got up for work at 6.30. Of course the 8, no, 9 vodka lime and soda's, 2 vodka and cranberry, 1 woo-woo and half a bottle of wine probably didn't help too much either!!
My rendezvous with the ex went surprisingly well. I must admit I was extremely nervous by the time I met him but after the initial awkwardness we got on really well (of course the speed the alcohol was flowing at didn't assist at all!). His reasons for the vanishing act and contacting me again seemed a bit of a cop out but I wasn't expecting too much from him anyway. Ask a man for a reason and 9 times out of 10 you'll get a whole load of cliches thrown at you anyway. (Sorry if I'v offended any 'decent' guys out there!)
Basically he said that when he texted the first time (about 6 weeks ago) he was drunk and then regretted it because he was expecting an abusive call from me and when I didn't and was OK with him he was intrigued as to why, and that was why he texted again
and suggested we meet up. The thing is after the initial 'oh my god the arse can't even be grown up enough to call me and tell me he doesn't want to see me and is ignoring me instead' we (being the royal 'we' of Coz and I) thought the vanishing act was quite amusing. Anyway, he apologised for being an arse and has said that he can't hold down a relationship because he freaks out (cop out part) and that was why he didn't call back. He also said that he has no doubt that if it wasn't for the fact that he is a loony then we would still be together and he was hoping that he would see me and not fancy me still but he does- ha!!!
He has said that he needs to sort his head out, that he doesn't know why he freaks out but he does still like me (and he fancies me and I am pretty and clever and sexy and funny and loads of other complimentary stuff he came out with - oh yes I am a goddess or maybe he was drunk by then!). Anyway he came home with me to make sure I got back OK and crapped himself everytime he heard a door go coz he thought Cosmic was going to come in and beat him up - not likely in the condition she was in last night but amusing to see him squirm nonetheless, so we carried on chatting and ended up kissing. Apparently he promised himself he wouldn't kiss me and I am bad (well we knew that but I didn't see him fighting and protesting too much, well at all actually!). So the outcome was that we would stay in touch and go out occasionally. I've had a couple of texts off him already today and it is nice to be back in touch with him again but only time will tell whether he will become the Invisible Man again!!
I am having more madness today as well. Beckster's hubby-to-be has been e-mailing me and texting me this week. Why? Why would you start texting and e-mailing your fiancee's best friend 5 weeks before your wedding day- the guy is mental! I think we should collect all the mental men in the world and stamp their heads, you know like when you go to a club or bar and they mark your hand with a pen or stamp that lights up under the ultra-violet light. Well it should be law that all mental menfolk are stamped on their forehead as soon as it is apparent that they are off the wall, and all women should have (as standard issue of course) those groovy UV wand things. That way we would know who to steer clear off just by waving our magic wand at their heads! Then again it probably wouldn't leave many 'normal' ones for us to fight over. Ho hum!
Anyway my little dumplings I am off to fight the good fight that is my job, and prepare myself for more alcohol intake tonight with Cosmic. (If any Londoners are in the Liverpool Street area tonight be warned- we are on the loose!)