imaginary horn)
“ I’m so sorry Beth, I’ve gotta go,
but I’ll bring it tomorrow night, I promise!!”
“ Yes, well – ”
“ Love you, bye!!!”
(when all else fails, tell them you love
them)
Anyway, the gym was good. Dan and Josh are fun,
when it’s just them! No annoying girlfriends.
I’m not sure why boys act like such douches
around their women, but they go from fun, carefree, happy guys to
like old men that have been beaten down for fifty years. They start
to sigh, like A LOT, and roll their eyes and say things like “Are
you wearing THAT out tonight?? You look like a skank,” then go
cower in a corner when their girlfriend starts shrieking at
them…
GOD, why do I even want a relationship again??
Every couple I know makes it look like some form of
torture.
So the boys and I stayed at the gym from 6ish
till 8.30pm. I did an hour (HOUR) on the rower, 30 minutes on the
bike, 20 minutes on some contraption that was like skiing, then 30
minutes of me lying on the floor, dying, while random people
stepped over me. One even kicked me.
But when I said to Dan at one stage, “I’ve
burnt off 250 calories!!”, he was all, “That’s not that good you
know. You consume more than that at breakfast.”
Maybe he does!! But I don’t stand over the sink
shoveling ten weetbix into my mouth each morning. I’m lucky if I
even eat ONE weetbix before driving to work in a tired
daze.
In fact, this is all I’ve eaten the ENTIRE
DAY:
Breakfast: Air
Morning Tea: Invoicing (paper has no calories,
I’m sure)
Lunch: A ham and cheese toastie and a can of
Coke
Afternoon Tea: Me running down the stairs in
the hopes of consuming a packet of chips and another Coke, to Daryl
Agnew yelling from the top of the stairs, “Pinky!! Sue has a BIG
order she needs you to type NOW!! Move it, Barbie!!”, to me saying
a sad goodbye to those chips and Coke, and running back upstairs,
in my heels, to Daryl saying, “I love ya, Pinky. You’re my
favourite.”
(worth more than food, Dag’s love!!)
Dinner: Beth yelling at me
See! No way I’ve consumed 250 calories today.
No wonder I feel so lightheaded. I need to go eat.
11.20pm
I quickly ate 2minute noodles, had a glass of
delicious Coke, then ate some chocolate, then nibbled on some
chopped up carrot and cucumber with a bit of Italian
dressing.
Then I went downstairs to shower and Sharon
nabbed me of course, demanding, while I’m wrapped in a towel, where
I’ve been and who I’ve been with.
God, she drives me crazy!!
Then once I’d gotten back up here, my phone
rings at 10.40pm, and I just knew it was her, but if I’d ignored it
she would’ve come up here, WHICH IS FAR WORSE. So I practically
cried as I picked up the phone
(why oh why did I ever give her my
number??),
and had to listen to her for 20 minutes go on
about crap. I think I fell asleep at one point.
I am so tired.
Chapter 3
WALK ME OUT OR LOSE ME FOREVER
Wednesday 12 July 2000
7.30pm
Ever rang!! I’d just got home from gym with Dan
and Josh again
(had an absolute blast with them),
and I stopped in at Beth’s after the gym to
give her the precious Avon book, and she had pink flowers for
me!!!
AWWWW.
This is why I love Beth.
(scary Beth)
Anyway, then I came home to HIM ringing. Sir
Everard.
He was all, “Where the fuck have you
been!!!”
Me, laughing, “At the gym with Dan and
Josh.”
“ And last night?”
“ The gym again!!” I was still
laughing. Don’t know why – Ever is just funny, even when
annoyed.
(he’s actually especially funny
then)
“ Well I was going to come over last
night!! I rang like ten times!!”
(ten times in guy speak equals he rang
twice)
“ And I was going to come over
tonight, but now it’s too late!”
“ How about you ring me at work then,
stupid!!” I said. “Plus I rang you Monday night to make plans with
you!! You shoulda made plans with me
“ I’m so sorry Beth, I’ve gotta go,
but I’ll bring it tomorrow night, I promise!!”
“ Yes, well – ”
“ Love you, bye!!!”
(when all else fails, tell them you love
them)
Anyway, the gym was good. Dan and Josh are fun,
when it’s just them! No annoying girlfriends.
I’m not sure why boys act like such douches
around their women, but they go from fun, carefree, happy guys to
like old men that have been beaten down for fifty years. They start
to sigh, like A LOT, and roll their eyes and say things like “Are
you wearing THAT out tonight?? You look like a skank,” then go
cower in a corner when their girlfriend starts shrieking at
them…
GOD, why do I even want a relationship again??
Every couple I know makes it look like some form of
torture.
So the boys and I stayed at the gym from 6ish
till 8.30pm. I did an hour (HOUR) on the rower, 30 minutes on the
bike, 20 minutes on some contraption that was like skiing, then 30
minutes of me lying on the floor, dying, while random people
stepped over me. One even kicked me.
But when I said to Dan at one stage, “I’ve
burnt off 250 calories!!”, he was all, “That’s not that good you
know. You consume more than that at breakfast.”
Maybe he does!! But I don’t stand over the sink
shoveling ten weetbix into my mouth each morning. I’m lucky if I
even eat ONE weetbix before driving to work in a tired
daze.
In fact, this is all I’ve eaten the ENTIRE
DAY:
Breakfast: Air
Morning Tea: Invoicing (paper has no calories,
I’m sure)
Lunch: A ham and cheese toastie and a can of
Coke
Afternoon Tea: Me running down the stairs in
the hopes of consuming a packet of chips and another Coke, to Daryl
Agnew yelling from the top of the stairs, “Pinky!! Sue has a BIG
order she needs you to type NOW!! Move it, Barbie!!”, to me saying
a sad goodbye to those chips and Coke, and running back upstairs,
in my heels, to Daryl saying, “I love ya, Pinky. You’re my
favourite.”
(worth more than food, Dag’s love!!)
Dinner: Beth yelling at me
See! No way I’ve consumed 250 calories today.
No wonder I feel so lightheaded. I need to go eat.
11.20pm
I quickly ate 2minute noodles, had a glass of
delicious Coke, then ate some chocolate, then nibbled on some
chopped up carrot and cucumber with a bit of Italian
dressing.
Then I went downstairs to shower and Sharon
nabbed me of course, demanding, while I’m wrapped in a towel, where
I’ve been and who I’ve been with.
God, she drives me crazy!!
Then once I’d gotten back up here, my phone
rings at 10.40pm, and I just knew it was her, but if I’d ignored it
she would’ve come up here, WHICH IS FAR WORSE. So I practically
cried as I picked up the phone
(why oh why did I ever give her my
number??),
and had to listen to her for 20 minutes go on
about crap. I think I fell asleep at one point.
I am so tired.
Chapter 3
WALK ME OUT OR LOSE ME FOREVER
Wednesday 12 July 2000
7.30pm
Ever rang!! I’d just got home from gym with Dan
and Josh again
(had an absolute blast with them),
and I stopped in at Beth’s after the gym to
give her the precious Avon book, and she had pink flowers for
me!!!
AWWWW.
This is why I love Beth.
(scary Beth)
Anyway, then I came home to HIM ringing. Sir
Everard.
He was all, “Where the fuck have you
been!!!”
Me, laughing, “At the gym with Dan and
Josh.”
“ And last night?”
“ The gym again!!” I was still
laughing. Don’t know why – Ever is just funny, even when
annoyed.
(he’s actually especially funny
then)
“ Well I was going to come over last
night!! I rang like ten times!!”
(ten times in guy speak equals he rang
twice)
“ And I was going to come over
tonight, but now it’s too late!”
“ How about you ring me at work then,
stupid!!” I said. “Plus I rang you Monday night to make plans with
you!! You shoulda made plans with me
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