Frantically busy.
Desperately tired.
Terribly anxious.
So just talk among yourselves for a little while.
(P.S. Due to the above mentioned I will not have time to finish enormously complicated gown for ball. Will be coming in old, but still mildly fancy, togs instead. Mention dress situation to me on the night and you might be lucky if I simply bite your head off and put us both out of misery. Just giving you fair warning.)
Desperately tired.
Terribly anxious.
So just talk among yourselves for a little while.
(P.S. Due to the above mentioned I will not have time to finish enormously complicated gown for ball. Will be coming in old, but still mildly fancy, togs instead. Mention dress situation to me on the night and you might be lucky if I simply bite your head off and put us both out of misery. Just giving you fair warning.)
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Anyway, other than work, scrabbling around for food and falling into bed exhasted I have done little of any interest since the Ball.
No action with Canberra boy. Which I'm so pissed about I will even insert an unhappy face emoticon
We spent yet another pleasant, polite and platonic day together. No boy is that shy are they? I have concluded that he is just not interested. The reasons for which are either A. I am hideously repellant. B. He is gay. C. He really is far more nerdy than anyone ever imagined to be possible. As usual I'm inclined to favour option A. Bugger it.