Flying Pigs Silhouetted Against Blue Moon
Hear that whirring noise? Well, probably not, unless you’re hiding in my bushes (hi, Handsome Ed!). In the event that you are not within earshot of my slightly mature printer, it is the sweetest sound I’ve ever heard. It’s the sound of my thesis printing out.
Let’s all just take a moment, close our eyes and feel the joy.
One of my best friends from arrived today from Labland, for two weeks’ holiday. She has retired to sleep off her jet lag, after a most pleasant day. We are planning some high days and holidays, as I am off work for most of the fortnight. Hurrah!
Right. News. Don’t quite know where to start. Well, your own dear Blade is not exactly what you’d call a great success story in matters of the heart. My personal life is real trainwreck material, as I am (a) the most stupid and gullible idiot who ever walked the Earth and (b) see item (a). At the risk of sounding rather foolish and needy, I wasn’t exactly what you’d call popular in my younger days. That’s left me with a fairly good line in life-and-soul wisecracks, and a doglike devotion to anyone who actually wants to be my friend. When it comes to relationships, I am the non-confrontational doormat. Anyway, being quite tired of hang-ups, I’ve thought a fair bit this last few years, and for the first time in my life, I actually like who I am. Not all the time, but more than ever before. I’d say it’s like being a different person, but it’s more like I’m finally growing into me. And maybe that’s why what happened last Tuesday actually happened.
(Keeping you in suspense? Or just plain babbling?)
I have this friend. Let’s call him…can’t think what, suggestions on a postcard. Anyway, in student days, he shared a house with a great schoolfriend of mine, so I’ve known him for 13 years. We’ve always got along really well, and have been there for the bad haircuts, the broken hearts and some pretty deficient student cookery (mine). When we meet, we pick up almost at the last conversation, and he’s around for the holidays, so we met up last Tuesday. Now, if I’m honest, there’s been a bit of something different in the air for some time, but being a Recovering Emotional Cripple, I was quite happy to deny all knowledge. However, verily, age and pseudomaturity have wrought many changes in both of us. We had the usual fun evening, much talking and laughing and teasing. Then he said something he claims he’s been wanting to say for years, and I said something I never thought I could say to anyone again: yes. And whilst I keep having, “Shit! This is X! What the hell is going on?!” moments, I am also terrifyingly pleased about it all. It’s surreal; no best behaviour, no holding back in case I offend, no pretending. Mind you, if it goes wrong…but for once, I am not anticipating disaster. It’s more that I don’t think I deserve to be this happy. And for once, I’m not just saying that to fish for compliments. I just can’t believe my luck.
August 22nd, 2007 05:24
Woo hoo!!! Boyfriends are fun to have and hold and all that good shit.
I’m doing a little happy dance for you!
August 22nd, 2007 08:21
Woo and indeed hoo. And congratulations.
You know, I thought I’d noticed something missing on my commute in the evenings. Clearly the car tailing me has something better to be doing. Which is nice.
August 22nd, 2007 09:04
Is crazy. You only just finish your thesis and now you take on another project. I think is just that you don’t like not being busy.
You must tell him right from the beginning that every now and then you will need to take a lie down and get some relief.
August 22nd, 2007 09:36
Yeessssss! Freshblade 2 Misery peddling,happiness begrudging ennui 0
We want details.
August 22nd, 2007 10:09
It’s what I like about going to Blogland – you laugh, you cry, you do that happy dance GPG was talking about. Delighted for you. Double happiness all round.
August 22nd, 2007 12:50
http://www.lunns.com
http://www.ernestjones.co.uk
http://www.ninechichesterstreet.com
http://www.thesteensons.com
and
don’t worry we’ll all check in on Handsome Ed to make sure he’s dealing with it ok
August 22nd, 2007 12:50
Thanks, Blogbuddies, for all the lovely comments. I think I should quote The Man Himself: “If you were outside looking in on this, you’d just be sick, wouldn’t you?”
(I am assuming that means he thinks it’s going well.)
(Oh, and Cyberscribe: don’t be getting carried away, now. I said Recovering Emotional Cripple.)
August 22nd, 2007 17:51
Ooh I am imagining something like The Green Room with a happy ending. You deserve some good luck.
August 23rd, 2007 09:06
Ms FB I think my comments are being eaten!! So pleased for you – I am imagining your life is like The Green Room but with a less ambivalent ending and so pleased that the bastard thesis is finally printed out. May your good luck continue.
August 24th, 2007 13:49
Ammm not so sure if I should comment (the Man Himself here)… but had to give myself a name. Outside looking in… def true statement! I’m dating Blade
I did tell you wasps, sharks and vampires are my only fears and you’re called Blade lol 
At the risk of sounding…. your luck hasn’t changed (I was always there), mine has! You’ve finally stepped into my life and I’m holding on with both hands! You’re such a wonderful person, I’m crazy about you darlin’ xo
August 24th, 2007 16:20
Ooooh! Batman & Blade. The B&B. Lovely!!
And did you mention something about finishing your thesis? What a fantastic week.
Also, I like Batman. And that he’s willing to come comment. Woo hoo!
August 25th, 2007 09:50
so, it’s over with Robin then Batman?
August 25th, 2007 17:07
So, I was right then?
Many congratulations, nowt like being happy and having someone to share it with.
August 25th, 2007 20:53
I wish I had a friend who was as loyal as my dog, maybe I’ll chain someone to a post in my garden and make them dependant on me for food and water and we’ll see how that goes, thanks for the idea. Well done on the happiness and stop putting feces into yer printer.
August 31st, 2007 09:10
Excellent news about Batman!(Very romantic comment by him too – I like a man who’s not afraid to wear his heart on his sleeve) Are you going to be Batwoman now?!
August 31st, 2007 13:48
Don’t encourage, him, Therese!