Lisa Hot and Cold.
Thurs, 09 Feb 2006 (20.14)
Last night I did some kitchen dancing. I did it for 30minutes. Unfortunately on the last track I did the splits (that went fine) but then I tried to get up with minimal use of arms and slightly twinged my right-back thigh tendon. I placed some ice on it.
6.45am I woke up. No exercises due to thigh. Showered. Left house on my racy bike at 8.30ish. Cycled leisurely and got to training place at 8.50am. The thigh was not a serious issue on the bike nor on carrying it up to the storage room.
9.10am Lisa arrived and was told off for being late (she needs a spanking - any volunteers - ok form a queue behind me). The morning was mostly spent apart as she was in the other room on the Internet (as the powers that be had disconnected the pre-existing Internet PCs, including mine). We were pleasant enough to one another and I was not trying to ignore. I helped her a number of times in the morning. She was desperate to complete a form she wanted to email. She also told me some more about her sister who apparently is studying IT in Portugal. During her time in University she apparently spent most of it just MESSAGING HOME on the computers. Lisa kinda despairs, but loves her.
Tea break: Well at least her nose was not in her phone. We all talked until time came to go back into the room.
2nd quarter: She was given a CV to type in and she reluctantly agreed. I asked her what she was doing for lunch. She was going to a friends for lunch (she did say a female friend).
12.45: I headed to canteen and finished my sandwich in 15min. I then decided to cycle into a town suburb (2miles away). It took me 10mins. I tried an XXL T-shirt (the label lied) so I purchased nothing. I cycled back and got back at 1.30pm. I perfumed myself and mouth-washed. Lisa arrived late and was told off (form a queue. Surely officer this tool was made for spanking with! - entering saucy territory). She smelt my aroma and said, "I smelt fresh".
I did not ask but did wonder what I smelt like on other days. She finished off the CV. She finished the PowerPoint exercise. I showed her some animation capabilities but she was not overly impressed by it.
(Wow its 20.35 and she just signed in on messenger - I am currently marked as away - oh now she is marked as away. Looks like she's gonna talk to others - sigh. 20.38 I am now marked as online). We talked and it felt stale. Her broadband is still not working and she says she's running dialup. She said bye at 20.55. The chemistry seems to be failing fast.).
She did express boredom with the training place and with having to come there everyday. That hurt me, as the only reason I enjoyed coming there was her presence. She seems to run HOT and COLD on a daily basis.
During the break my age was revealed. I think it was the first time she had seriously taken it in. She may have heard it before but that was before I expressed my feelings. We share so many things in common. Love of films, love of TV, love dance. She though only seems to remember selectively. I also get the impression she worries what other people think (no to be exact she worries what her friends think). I have been wrong so many times, when it comes to emotions, that the prior statement has to be considered the opinion of a layman and not an expert. Of course maybe she really has no feelings for me (but perhaps this is where the selective memory allows her to forget the awkward statements I make).
SHIT I GOT TO GET OUT MORE - I had given up on the idea of me meeting a woman as I am selfish and any relationship requires give and take. But until I met Lisa I had not been willing to compromise. Suddenly with her anything was worth doing to attain her. I woke up. I was more energetic, more conscious of my appearance, more willing to explore venues of mutual interest - which though I love had not had anyone to go there with.
Unfortunately, Lisa has done everything but say NO. I tried to be her lover - she said she has one. I try to be her friend - she maintains a shell outside of friendship.
Her stomach started hurting soon after lunch. It got worse in the 4th quarter and she felt dizzy.
At home time I hung around the training room door for her but she took so long I figured she wanted me to go. I got my bike and waited around the outside door (while fiddling with my mp3 player). She never came so I cycled off.
I know I sound boring. I know I act boring. Yet place me in the training room, place me in the canteen, place me on a silent tube train and I WILL BE THE ONE WHO WILL GET THE PARTY GOING. I WILL THE BE THE FIRST ONE ON THE DANCE FLOOR IN A NIGHTCLUB - even alone. My problem is currently a lack of friends. Here in this town all my "old friends" are either gone or married. It's hard to be single and maintain interests with married friends. But as I said before I really thought I had lost interest in female companionship and was "malcontent" to play with virtual friends on my PC. But I haven't played online for weeks now as it now seems a pale interest.
But Lisa is reluctant to talk about much. When we do talk I feel we discover more and more how much we have in common. Perhaps she fears that if she has too much in common with me that she maybe tainted with the brush of boredom. But there is no way this girl can be considered boring. She enjoys herself whenever she can.
Perhaps, as she admitted yesterday, she doesn't know what to do with her life, she doesn't know where she will end up going. So she is indecisive. Perhaps she has not made up her mind what I am. I wonder how easy it was for her to make the friends she does have?
(recording ends 22.10pm)
Thurs, 09 Feb 2006 (20.14)
Last night I did some kitchen dancing. I did it for 30minutes. Unfortunately on the last track I did the splits (that went fine) but then I tried to get up with minimal use of arms and slightly twinged my right-back thigh tendon. I placed some ice on it.
6.45am I woke up. No exercises due to thigh. Showered. Left house on my racy bike at 8.30ish. Cycled leisurely and got to training place at 8.50am. The thigh was not a serious issue on the bike nor on carrying it up to the storage room.
9.10am Lisa arrived and was told off for being late (she needs a spanking - any volunteers - ok form a queue behind me). The morning was mostly spent apart as she was in the other room on the Internet (as the powers that be had disconnected the pre-existing Internet PCs, including mine). We were pleasant enough to one another and I was not trying to ignore. I helped her a number of times in the morning. She was desperate to complete a form she wanted to email. She also told me some more about her sister who apparently is studying IT in Portugal. During her time in University she apparently spent most of it just MESSAGING HOME on the computers. Lisa kinda despairs, but loves her.
Tea break: Well at least her nose was not in her phone. We all talked until time came to go back into the room.
2nd quarter: She was given a CV to type in and she reluctantly agreed. I asked her what she was doing for lunch. She was going to a friends for lunch (she did say a female friend).
12.45: I headed to canteen and finished my sandwich in 15min. I then decided to cycle into a town suburb (2miles away). It took me 10mins. I tried an XXL T-shirt (the label lied) so I purchased nothing. I cycled back and got back at 1.30pm. I perfumed myself and mouth-washed. Lisa arrived late and was told off (form a queue. Surely officer this tool was made for spanking with! - entering saucy territory). She smelt my aroma and said, "I smelt fresh".
I did not ask but did wonder what I smelt like on other days. She finished off the CV. She finished the PowerPoint exercise. I showed her some animation capabilities but she was not overly impressed by it.
(Wow its 20.35 and she just signed in on messenger - I am currently marked as away - oh now she is marked as away. Looks like she's gonna talk to others - sigh. 20.38 I am now marked as online). We talked and it felt stale. Her broadband is still not working and she says she's running dialup. She said bye at 20.55. The chemistry seems to be failing fast.).
She did express boredom with the training place and with having to come there everyday. That hurt me, as the only reason I enjoyed coming there was her presence. She seems to run HOT and COLD on a daily basis.
During the break my age was revealed. I think it was the first time she had seriously taken it in. She may have heard it before but that was before I expressed my feelings. We share so many things in common. Love of films, love of TV, love dance. She though only seems to remember selectively. I also get the impression she worries what other people think (no to be exact she worries what her friends think). I have been wrong so many times, when it comes to emotions, that the prior statement has to be considered the opinion of a layman and not an expert. Of course maybe she really has no feelings for me (but perhaps this is where the selective memory allows her to forget the awkward statements I make).
SHIT I GOT TO GET OUT MORE - I had given up on the idea of me meeting a woman as I am selfish and any relationship requires give and take. But until I met Lisa I had not been willing to compromise. Suddenly with her anything was worth doing to attain her. I woke up. I was more energetic, more conscious of my appearance, more willing to explore venues of mutual interest - which though I love had not had anyone to go there with.
Unfortunately, Lisa has done everything but say NO. I tried to be her lover - she said she has one. I try to be her friend - she maintains a shell outside of friendship.
Her stomach started hurting soon after lunch. It got worse in the 4th quarter and she felt dizzy.
At home time I hung around the training room door for her but she took so long I figured she wanted me to go. I got my bike and waited around the outside door (while fiddling with my mp3 player). She never came so I cycled off.
I know I sound boring. I know I act boring. Yet place me in the training room, place me in the canteen, place me on a silent tube train and I WILL BE THE ONE WHO WILL GET THE PARTY GOING. I WILL THE BE THE FIRST ONE ON THE DANCE FLOOR IN A NIGHTCLUB - even alone. My problem is currently a lack of friends. Here in this town all my "old friends" are either gone or married. It's hard to be single and maintain interests with married friends. But as I said before I really thought I had lost interest in female companionship and was "malcontent" to play with virtual friends on my PC. But I haven't played online for weeks now as it now seems a pale interest.
But Lisa is reluctant to talk about much. When we do talk I feel we discover more and more how much we have in common. Perhaps she fears that if she has too much in common with me that she maybe tainted with the brush of boredom. But there is no way this girl can be considered boring. She enjoys herself whenever she can.
Perhaps, as she admitted yesterday, she doesn't know what to do with her life, she doesn't know where she will end up going. So she is indecisive. Perhaps she has not made up her mind what I am. I wonder how easy it was for her to make the friends she does have?
(recording ends 22.10pm)
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