"My darkness, are you lonely? Only listen, and I will listen to you. Only watch me, and I will watch into your eyes. Only know that I am awake and aware of you, only be my friend, and I will be your friend. You need not ever fear; or ever be lonely; or ever want for love." - James Agee
Well even the best laid plans go awry, they say, so I guess it shouldn't crush me so much that I am not in Italy right now soaking up the sun. I probably shouldn't have been so hard on Cri for cancelling last minute either but I am thoroughly sick of being messed about. I have pretty much decided that there is a law of nature at work here. It seems that every time I am accommodating or overly kind to a man, they take advantage. If I am stand-offish and unattainable, they grovel and chase like hungry dogs. I am, of course, aware that this epiphany for me is old school knowledge but I guess I just wanted to believe that human relations in one of the largest and most cosmopolitan cities on earth would be more evolved. Stupid kitten.
So who is the front runner on the guy front this week? My silver fox, no doubt. Here are the reasons: we shopped well together at Whole Foods and I cooked a palatable but not brilliant meal for him which he did not over compliment or get too disappointed over. Easy honesty- how novel! We've had two hot shags since I last posted and he was perfectly ok with the fact that I was way hotter the second time when I was off my face on charlie and even tried to stay up all night with me after. He is generous, fun, and asks about my interests in detail. We've both dreamed of owning restaurants and spend alot of time discussing ideas. He is much more practical than I am so the discussions are well-balanced and very interesting. He's a good guy. We'll just have to see how things progress.
So this weekend is going to be a wild one! Two birthdays: wild Yorkshireman is turning 22 and a gal friend is having a blow out party as well. Since I have had I think 3 all nighters in the past week or so, I am laying low until then. I spent Saturday night on a drug combo that would've terrified me in the past! Yikes! Your Gattina now needs her beauty rest!
The quote I used in today's post is Roo-related. It's sad and stupid but I am still yearning. I know it will cease eventually but when, darlings? When?
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Thursday, August 14, 2008
A Sunny Day in London-town
"Hmmm. Like to, tho i think i'm too broke down, beat up, and burnt out to keep up with you!" - Reuben Wiseman
Yes, I still think of Reuben. Every day. Sick. Anyhooo...
Life continues at it's frantic pace and yet I feel much more centered since being employed and settling into a more normal dating life. I am also crawling around the Underground working on a project for my cousin that is exciting not only for the break in my routine, but also because it is marginally against the rules. -Gattina adjusts her 'Michelle of the French resistance' sunshades and scarf and checks to be positive the flash is turned off on her camera while teetering on the dreaded escalator. Drugs + stilettos + escalator = possible damage/death!- You see, taking photos in the Tube is tricky. The stations are private property but as long as you use no flash or tri-pod and don't block the flow of commuters, you're usually ok. Up the ante with a gram of charlie on your person and now we're talking work-a-day thrills! I don't want to be misleading just for entertainment however since my cousin is probably having kittens right about now so to be honest, I've done most of the work so far without the enhancement (or possession) of drugs. No worries.
I am dating only a couple people these days- needed to slow down for a week or two. Here's the major players this week: my Navy Lieutenant and someone I have not properly introduced yet. I'll go ahead and call him my silver fox and he was also proposal number eight. He's in his fifties, extremely successful, and married. I have not shagged him yet and am still undecided where that will go at this point. Last night I had promised to cook him a fantastic dinner but when I didn't feel like it, he was absolutely fine with it and took me to a lounge and then a lovely restaurant in Belgravia. He didn't negatively comment on my frequent trips to the loo for bumps and didn't get the slightest bit angry when I bled out of my nose on his white duvet at some point during the night. As I struggled against falling asleep last night I tried to explain to him that he didn't want the responsibility of someone like me and he listened patiently. The fact is he's looking for a relationship- someone to leave his wife for so maybe it is me that doesn't want the responsibility.
My officer is the opposite. He likes seeing me and while he offered to marry me too, is really a 'good time guy'. We see each other maybe once a week and text every day or two. I need to be careful not to get seduced into another chasing game. Screw that.
I am to go to Italy in less than 10 days and then my brother comes! I truly cannot wait! My other brother, Xaviour, is still considering moving over here and that would be the absolute best. I am missing my siblings even though I have such wonderful friends here. Oh, my silver fox has promised me a sponsored slot in the London marathon in the spring so it's time to get back to training as well. I smile just thinking about that mile 22 fatigue. Gods, I am one sick little kitty!
Yes, I still think of Reuben. Every day. Sick. Anyhooo...
Life continues at it's frantic pace and yet I feel much more centered since being employed and settling into a more normal dating life. I am also crawling around the Underground working on a project for my cousin that is exciting not only for the break in my routine, but also because it is marginally against the rules. -Gattina adjusts her 'Michelle of the French resistance' sunshades and scarf and checks to be positive the flash is turned off on her camera while teetering on the dreaded escalator. Drugs + stilettos + escalator = possible damage/death!- You see, taking photos in the Tube is tricky. The stations are private property but as long as you use no flash or tri-pod and don't block the flow of commuters, you're usually ok. Up the ante with a gram of charlie on your person and now we're talking work-a-day thrills! I don't want to be misleading just for entertainment however since my cousin is probably having kittens right about now so to be honest, I've done most of the work so far without the enhancement (or possession) of drugs. No worries.
I am dating only a couple people these days- needed to slow down for a week or two. Here's the major players this week: my Navy Lieutenant and someone I have not properly introduced yet. I'll go ahead and call him my silver fox and he was also proposal number eight. He's in his fifties, extremely successful, and married. I have not shagged him yet and am still undecided where that will go at this point. Last night I had promised to cook him a fantastic dinner but when I didn't feel like it, he was absolutely fine with it and took me to a lounge and then a lovely restaurant in Belgravia. He didn't negatively comment on my frequent trips to the loo for bumps and didn't get the slightest bit angry when I bled out of my nose on his white duvet at some point during the night. As I struggled against falling asleep last night I tried to explain to him that he didn't want the responsibility of someone like me and he listened patiently. The fact is he's looking for a relationship- someone to leave his wife for so maybe it is me that doesn't want the responsibility.
My officer is the opposite. He likes seeing me and while he offered to marry me too, is really a 'good time guy'. We see each other maybe once a week and text every day or two. I need to be careful not to get seduced into another chasing game. Screw that.
I am to go to Italy in less than 10 days and then my brother comes! I truly cannot wait! My other brother, Xaviour, is still considering moving over here and that would be the absolute best. I am missing my siblings even though I have such wonderful friends here. Oh, my silver fox has promised me a sponsored slot in the London marathon in the spring so it's time to get back to training as well. I smile just thinking about that mile 22 fatigue. Gods, I am one sick little kitty!
Thursday, August 7, 2008
An Officer and a Gentleman
"Girls today don't banish the girl who has sex, but they do if she has sex with two men when they have only one. They may accept sex but still police one another to be sure no one gets more than her share." - Nancy Friday
I only have a moment but did want to pop in to report that my date with the sailor (who's actually an officer thus the post title) went very well. I like him. I must say that under his unassuming, almost submissive veneer is quite a dominant and strong will. Interesting.
I also wanted to update you all on the marriage proposal body count. I am now up to 9! :) Nutters!
I'm out for a date tonight with the man who proposed eighth (while doing my wash and cooking me dinner no less- certainly scored points there!) and as it is a gorgeous day, we are meeting in Chelsea for drinks at Gordon's Wine Bar before dinner and I am hoping for a stroll through the Embankment gardens. I'm back to work tomorrow for the weekend so I will update early next week. Hope you are all quite well! Baci!
I only have a moment but did want to pop in to report that my date with the sailor (who's actually an officer thus the post title) went very well. I like him. I must say that under his unassuming, almost submissive veneer is quite a dominant and strong will. Interesting.
I also wanted to update you all on the marriage proposal body count. I am now up to 9! :) Nutters!
I'm out for a date tonight with the man who proposed eighth (while doing my wash and cooking me dinner no less- certainly scored points there!) and as it is a gorgeous day, we are meeting in Chelsea for drinks at Gordon's Wine Bar before dinner and I am hoping for a stroll through the Embankment gardens. I'm back to work tomorrow for the weekend so I will update early next week. Hope you are all quite well! Baci!
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