Ok, so I wrote a diary entry just yesterday, and I know nothing earth-shattering has really happened in the mean time, but hey, who knows? Maybe Elvis will go past my window in just a minute, and I'd want to be ready to leap into action and record the moment.
7:30 pm - Well, Elvis didn't go by, but a nap, Roy and G on the radio, a few hours and a shopping trip did.
Anyway, this morning I decided to go do some window shopping in Belconnen. I drove over and just wandered about the place having a look. I wanted to get a long skirt, but the only ones I liked were really expensive. I saw some nice pants but decided to think about it. So, I figured it was a lazy Sunday noon by this point in time, and I drove to Florey (which wasn't too far away) to say hello to Lloyd and Anthony. Lloyd was out doing Army stuff, so I just chatted with Anthony and his friend Nick.
After that I figured I wasn't too far away from Holt and so I gave Peta B a ring and drove over to see her. I amazed both myself and her by actually getting to her house without getting completely lost. I remembered the street names and with a bit of luck I made it. We spent some time just chatting, watching the cricket and lazing about. I'm glad she's back in Canberra now.
[Note : To the smug, stuck-up international students I have to live with. I may be TS, but at the end of the year you have to go back to your shitty little, debt-ridden, back-water, Ex-Russian republics.]
I feel better now.
Anyway, after that I went back to Belconnen Mall and bought the pants I saw earlier. They weren't too expensive thankfully. I dropped home via the lab, and then had a very lazy afternoon. Chatted to Mum and Dad and had some dinner. As some may have guessed from above, I don't like all the people I have to live with.
9:45 pm - I just finished writing up a long letter to my friend Sarah in Sydney. It was hard, because although I know she already knows some of the details, I've been too afraid for too long to ruin our unsullied friendship. However, now the time has come to put forward my part of the story and to let her know that I care for her, but this is the way that things are. I feel I know her fairly well, but you never see the unexpected, that's logically why it's "unexpected".
You know, www.janiceraymond.com is an URL which hadn't been taken yet… *evil grin* Bwahahaha…
12:00 am - The plot thickens… another Anti-Jen email…
Hi all,
Hmmm... where do I begin?
So, I was chatting to this guy online who lives in the same small city, and when he suggests coffee, I decide to bite the bullet and say yes. I've chatted with him on ICQ a couple of times and we've exchanged pics and he seems quite nice. The crunch is that he doesn't know I'm TS...
Anyway, I figure maybe this is the time to bite the bullet and get this first "potentially disposable" interaction out of the way. (If you know what I mean)(???)
So, it looks like we're going to do coffee sometime on Friday. I'll push for during the day and somewhere I'm comfortable with. Smart attire (no Ball-gown), simple make-up (like I just left the lab), keep it to about half-an-hour, make no promises.
However, can anyone else suggest stuff? I'm really quite nervous, because this is another first for me. I think I pass, but the height, voice and hands are all clues which I can't currently do much about. If things do go bad, how can I contain the situation? Should I have a friend close by? Police on my mobile's speed dialer?
Murphy's Law 101 : Hope for the best, prepare for the worst...
All, rants, flames, advice appreciated...
Steph
(Who, when she is nervous breaks out in a red rash on her neck and chest... like now)