bloody men....

Well im trying to clear the dead wood out of my life and focus in more positive things in my life, basically that means im trying not to think about men too much... easier said than done... i decided to just see the uber... and fuck the rest of them.

Well that was yesterday, i decided to ring the uber to arrange to see him and it was proberbly the most awful phone call of my life, i normally email him. The conversation went along the lines of...
him: hello
me: hello
him: hello... the phone sounded like it was breaking up...
me: hello...
the phone disconnected....

so i tried again...

him: HELLO
me: hello
Him: hello what do you want.. really rudely..
Me: i want to see you... and then the phone went down... i have no idea if he knew it was me, i withold my number, i have no idea if he could even hear me as it kinda sounded like maybe he couldnt.. at any rate, his telephone manner is simply shocking... and if that had been the first ever communication i wouldnt go near him with a barge pole.. he was stern and bloody rude...

i then emailed him... and see if he responds, if he doesnt then im not going to pester him... i was shocked a little by the call... and its kinda put me off him, it wa a different him to the one i usually see... maybe its the real him?

I spelt in the ballet boots last night, well for 3.5 hours then i took them off.. i didnt try to walk in them as of yet... i may try tonight if i get the padding in the toes sorted out!!

A very respected woman on the scene is trying to match make me with a person..... he seems ok but i really cant be fucking arsed... im either going lezza or becoming a nun!! And why do men vanish and come back.... i get this loads.... they always come back after a while... twats... can you tell im not in a happy mood? Anyway.. i have pancakes to be making... i love pancakes... hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm