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Tomorrow Is a Big Day

28 February, 2013

Since I went to the Jamie Oliver party at GBM’s house back in September, I’ve been wanting to hold one.  I don’t know enough people though and I live in a tiny flat, so I suggested round Christmas to my sister we hold a joint one at her house. She agreed, we agreed a date with the party host, we set up a facebook event and invited loads of people. Then it snowed and we had to postpone.

Last week we were due to hold the rearranged party, but on the day the party host cancelled having been taken ill after routine dental work proved more than routine. My sister took some persuading to try one more time, but tomorrow night we will finally have the party. I’ve no idea how many people will come, virtually all the people I invited can’t make it now, or have lost interest. All except GBM, my one confirmed guest. You have to love her, I knew she wouldn’t let me down.

And there’s something else happening tomorrow too. Oh yea, I’m at work. And so is new GAW. She had a different lunch today so we missed each other, but we swapped a few emails and chatted for a few happy, friendly, smiley minutes in reception as we left work. Yes, this would have been an ideal time to aks her out of course. But I didn’t. She is back on the same lunch break as me tomorrow so we get to spend that together in the canteen. Or elsewhere if I suggest it. Which I won’t.  Anyway, I refuse to turn this blog into a daily update on my attractions so I can’t guarantee there will be any news, good bad or otherwise. But there will be a FriFic, so you can tune in tomorrow to enjoy that. In the meantime, and for no reason, here is a picture of the Premier League’s leading English striker celebrating:

He gets the ball, he takes the piss, he wears the shirt of Matt Le Tiss – Rickie Lambert, Southampton’s goal machine.

  1. That’s a fierce photo. Hope your party goes well.

  2. What do you mean I refuse to turn this blog into a daily update on my attractions… that’s All it is!!! Will you please do everyone here a favor and go shag (isn’t that what you Brits do?) this girl and give us all a rest??? Invite her to your dinner or a soccer game… Anything!

  3. (That guy looks like he’s taking a really big dump. What’s a striker? Premier League of what sport?)

    No, you were right not to ask her out yet. Better to just keep putting if off until someone else asks her out, and then you don’t have to worry about whether you’ll be able to. (What a relief THAT will be! Fingers crossed for you!) In fact, thinking about it, she might have even asked for a different lunch, just so she could avoid you. See? This is all working out! 🙂

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