Friday, 17 October 2008

Unhinged

Boozy. Could email BOI at anytime. Blogging is a way for me to not do as such. Could tell him by virtue of the ever small world, I ended up having a business discussion with his ex today. I could provoke him with such information and tell him I am open to shagging him again. It's all a ridiculous game. I am on my way out of house for a catch-up with my ex; aka the boy with bad lungs. 

I wish I could have a more mature outlook and not use my trivial lustful encounters as conversational sport. I wish I wasn't blatantly aware of the fact he's overseas and returns to Oz in about a week. I admit I am expecting something upon his return. I really have to leave the ball in his court and accept the possibility of it bouncing and rolling away into the bushes... to be forgotten.  

Desperate, randy, nearly 30 years of age and playing games with love, desire and interpersonal communication; that's me to a tee.