Wednesday, February 15, 2006

Sad Tired Lisa
Wednesday, 15 February 2006 4:39 PM

(On the right is a picture I found and emailed to Lisa, a few days/weeks ago - she has a kitten so I thought she'd like it. I thought you reader/s would too :) .

6.30 I woke up. I sewed a hole in my trousers (is that sad, geeky or both). I did 15min of exercises. I showered. I had breakfast. I left at 8.30.

As I progress down my road I had to do an emergency break. The back wheel skipped/slid forward 3 times. But with the balance of a ballerina I maintained my seat on my bike, allowed the car (at the top of the T on a T-junction) to go past and with an air of "happens every day" swept up behind the car.

I cycled fast for 1/3 of the way. Then I cycled casually until I got to the second bridge. At the second bridge you can either go over it and wait for traffic or under it by parallel to the river. Today, as usual, I did the latter. However I did it with care as it had been raining and mud and wheels tend to have zero friction. It was just as well that I did. As I approached the "river bit" my brain suddenly became aware of "FLOODED FLOODED FLOODED" message being relayed by my eyes. So I turned around and gingerly negotiated my bike and me up the muddy riverbank - just as another biker was about to repeat my actions. But I told him it was flooded. Once we negotiated the traffic he whizzed off. I didn’t chase. But as he got to the next set of lights and the traffic stopped I then saw I could race up and get through the traffic before the lights changed. As a result by the time I got to the training centre he was only 10m ahead of me. I arrived at 8.45am. I walked around the building to cool down and sprayed deodorant to de-louse me. Lisa arrived around 9.15am. I set her up on the Internet PC opposite me.

I asked her how Valentine’s had gone. She said the night out was not as good as the one she’d arranged in the past for "him". He’d taken her out for a meal and then home.

She spent most of the morning on the Internet. She did some work (job searching) but also spent a lot of time MESSAGING and/or looking up her photos (perhaps she really misses her broadband at home). She showed the other boys her pictures of home.

Emotionally it was kinda tense. She did not smile a lot today. She did not talk a lot today. I cracked a few jokes to the room and generally tried to remain up.

She said, "Have you taken a pill?"

I said, "Are you selling some"

She said, "You don’t need any" BOOM BOOM :)

Dinner time:

I went off to the canteen. She went off where? I finished lunch at 1pm and cycled to the sea. I found a nice little empty spot, put on my music and proceeded to dance to J Lopez. I lost my glove and despite my thigh managed to jump over a 5ft wall and retrieve it. But in the process of jumping down forgot how irregular a "grassy verge" can be and my right ankle turned slightly. On the way back I popped into a chemist and purchased some "Freeze spray" - so hopefully the ankle will heal quickly. I got back for 1.30pm. Lisa arrived about 1.45 (she said the doors had been locked at both entrances before she finally got the attention of the receptionist).

I did ask Lisa what was wrong and why she was quiet. She said she was feeling as if she were about to catch something. She also said that she felt this way when the "time of the month" was approaching. I sent her an email "THINKING OF YOU" to try and cheer her up - if she got it she never mentioned it.

I asked her about the house search and what she is looking for. She admitted the lease is about to expire on her current property. She doesn’t know what she is looking for until she sees it. She also said she never voted here or in Portugal.

Home time: She said "see you tomorrow and left". I cycled home.

So I am not a good enough friend to want to talk too - or she’s suffering and wants to get home ASAP. But she said she might go into town - depending on her mood. Was I annoying her? Was it personal or a time of the month moment?

Well today I was all me. I played me. I really get the impression I DON’T HAVE A CHANCE IN HELL.

Have you noticed I am so confused that apart from this sentence I haven't mentioned LOVE once. Each time I try to get close it's like she extends an invisible pole.

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