Oh dear

Gosh, those last two entries were a bit grim, weren't they? Well, much as I regret to say it, the past fortnight has been an emotionally tough time for me. I can't seem to get BotS out of my head. Every time I get a text, I jump hoping that it is going to be from her. Every time I see there is e-mail in my in-box, I think the same. Nuts, eh? We've met one more time since my last post in which we drank several beers and she constantly reminded me that our time has passed and she will never come back. So... fucked that one up. Still, onwards and upwards. Tomorrow I am taking YD to the V Festival. I anticipate saying goodbye to her at the entrance as she and her chum Keira disappear for the day whilst I do likewise with the Wing-Commander. I still haven't typed-up my blog entries for when I was in Amsterdam last month, and I have the next two weeks off work. Huzzah. No plans and, seeing as OD will not go on holiday with me and I will not leave my house empty with OD around, not much chance of that changing. I've been talking about buying a new car for ages so might do a little bit of hunting on that front. Probably visit Dad too, but otherwise that's about it.