NOT GOOD ENOUGH
Tonight Cardinal, Venom and I went to some random house party full of New Zealanders. Enough said about that. On the way home, we went to the bagel shop on Brick Lane [the yellow one.] In the queue, some cute guy was chatting my up. He was telling me that he felt like a knob the way he was dressed cause normally he dressed more indie [he looked nice - maybe he thought I looked indie?] Unfortunately, he had a pimple on his forehead that looked quite angry with a bit of a scab on it. And you all know my latest obsession about these things. I just looked at it and thought 'No' cause I knew just too well what this facial infection could become. Even so, he was cute and funny. Until he said 'Hermes' wrong. Then I knew it could never be true between us. I clutched my warm loaf of bread and my cream cheese bagel and joined Cardinal and Venom on the street outside and we stuffed the bagels in our faces and caught a taxi home.
If I hadn't found a fiver outside the bottle shop where we picked up some booze before the house party I could have almost written the whole night off [Venom accused me of ruining his whole night and then finished up with his usual rant that I never understand about cab routes - even though for the most part we were having a good time together. If only the afterglow of his disco poo that he was so happy to tell me about had lasted longer...] However it was pretty fun.
Tomorrow looks like it will be a cracker. Cardinal is sanding her floors and has hired a machine to do it. I'm going over in my sweats just to watch! So cool! Tonight at the party I was explaining to Milan the reason why a particular wall had cracked in the house we were in and that in fact they could remove it an have a massive front room. It was a partition wall the land lord must have put in to make an extra bedroom.
Anyway, last time I sat at the computer drunk and late at night I ended up sending a Facebook message to XXCENSOREDXX saying 'I saw you talking to some friends of mine at the party the other night and I was too nervous to come and say hi then. But I wanted to tell you that you were the most beautiful man in the room.' Etc Etc. Suffice to say I have not heard back from him. And honesty, if he had replied to that message I don't think I would have had a lot of respect for him. Instead he did what any normal person would - he immediately told the mutual friend, who rushed into Soho [possibly not any quicker] to tell Pippa all about it. When admitting my shame, I didn't grill Pippa to find out any more about what was said - I can only imagine the guffaws between friends as he read out my message over the phone to her - I mean GOD I would have cut and paste the whole thing and put it on my blog if someone had sent it to me. The thing is, I can't believe I actually did it as it is SO NOT what I would do. What deep and humiliating shame that I have endured. Over a week has passed since then though and I am pretty much over it and LOL to myself regularly about it. And the major disappointment was - when I first saw him in the club I thought he was Spanish or Italian - just some dude. Then Cardinal told me 'OMG that's XXCENSOREDXX'. So in fact he doesn't speak with a swarthy European accent - I watched some video of him being interviewed and it wasn't like my fantasy at all.
So, on that note, I am going to bed to have a real fantasy. And maybe the hot postman will arrive in the morning with another one of his packaged for me.
xx Lektrogirl
Labels: Cardinal, DJ Venom, Good Times, XXCENSOREDXX
2 Comments:
For once I totally know who XXCENSOREDXX is and it's beyond LOL. At least Daniel would be happy you've gone for one his bredren.
yeah and just cause you know, doesn't give you the liberty to tell anyone either.
as for daniel he said 'he would never go out with a non jew. you are wasting your time.'
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