LISA AND HER MAN
MY BEST FRIEND GETS STOLEN

Tuesday: After work I was feeling really bushed and felt like I would not go out this evening. In fact I actually dozed off for about 1 hour around 8pm. But 10am I had decided I would make the effort. I also felt there was a strong probability of Lisa being there and I hoped to get some kind of recognition for my “dinner invite”. I showered, shaved, dressed and walked into town.

Wednesday: I got into Town and to the nightclub for around midnight. The place was packed. The dance floor was full. I squeezed through, dumped my jacket and immediately began to dance. There was only 1 DJ on duty, my old football acquaintance. He played danceable music. C was already on the dance floor. There were also a few more “new” footy players – all of them on the dance floor.

I danced the entire time I was at the nightclub. Lisa arrived with “her” man. She spent the entire evening with her man. According to her online profile she is “single”. However she hasn’t logged on to her profile since 31 May and her landline phone is non-functional. So I am guessing this is a new man in her life. The guy is not an Adonis, he is white. He is good enough looking to satisfy her – in that she would happily walk into a room of her friends and not feel ashamed. Lisa is, after all, a prisoner of fashion, and her man, like her clothes, has to look the part. In a way I can understand it – after all is that not the same criteria most “modern” people use.

I waved to her once, she waved to me once – that was all the contact we had the entire night. I found it strange that it appeared that Lisa was the dominant one of the relationship. I had assumed that she wanted a man that would dominate her. But, as is plain, it would not be the first time I have been grossly wrong.
I left at 2.10am. I walked home, very tired and slowly, listening to mp3 music. I found a 5unit piece on the floor and figured it to be a lucky find. I got home at 3.30am. I showered, drank and ate. I got to bed at 4.15am.

I awoke at 7.10am. I cycled to work.

Around lunchtime I heard the storage shed had been found open. Since that is where I parked my bike I wandered over. IT WAS GONE. Which means - one of the people I am paid to aid had stolen my best friend. For 2 years that bike and I had formed a relationship and a dependency. So much for my lucky find.

In the course of 1 day I have lost my love and my friend.

At least with Lisa I have now ruled out the possibility of misunderstanding. It is now clear that she is totally not interested in any kind of link with me. I cancelled my order of Lilies to her home - white lilies, her favorite color.

Thus ends 6 months of bollywood script.

INVITATION TO DINE
Today my left hamstring seems to be better. I played football for a couple of hours with no apparent effects. I didn’t play well but still managed a hat trick. But some of the better players also felt they played poorly and blamed it on the poor condition of the pitch.

Lisa – I decided to carry out my plan. I purchased some nice stationary and using crayons wrote her an invite to dinner card. I mailed it at around 10pm. I was in such a hurry that I failed to make a scan-copy of it for you “few readers” and for myself. Maybe if lady-luck, God, Buddha, Allah, Jehovah, Yahweh, etc smile on my future; Lisa will allow me to scan it. Pray for me readers and I’ll pray for your dreams to come true.

I’m playing with the idea of dyeing my hair blue.

I decided NOT to go clubbing to-night. Looks like last night (Company meal for leaver) and the football today took more out of me than usual. Besides I only ever seem to be on the look out for Lisa. Even when catching a bus home I keep looking out for Lisa.

RACE WINNER
I decided to cycle into work today. I placed my “work shirt and trousers” in a plastic bag and carefully placed it in my rucksack. I cycled in T-shirt and shorts. Surprisingly the shirt came out of it well and the trousers were ok too. The reason – so I could get home quickly in order to play football in the park.

I left work at 5pm. I cycled rapidly and was soon overtaken by man A. I speeded up and an even faster player, Man B, over took me and soon caught up to Man A – but stayed behind him. Based on pure speed I could not overtake the first 2. The gap between me and A,B got a little larger on the straight but then maintained a stable length after about 2 minutes. At a long straight Man B showed his real speed and zoomed past Man A. At the bridge the 2 guys had to slow down. I did not and soon caught up to them. At the fork they took the slower route, I took the faster route and risked the narrow gap – successfully. The result – I WON and left them behind.
What is more I got from work to home in around 9minutes. I beat my prior record by 3 minutes and smashed the 10-minute barrier.

I got kited up and set off to the park. I twinged by left hamstring. The right hamstring seems to be working well. I have developed a slight rash of spots behind the right hamstring. These spots have a tendency to be sensitive to the touch, feel tight. This results in me thinking, “is it the spots hurting or my hamstring twinging?”. It’s possible this was also happening 6 weeks ago. Never mind. Now that I am working I am finding it hard to fit in a visit to the doctor.

I played on, perhaps stupidly, with the left hamstring twinging. Eventually I tried just staying in goal. Eventually when some others went I decided to leave too.

Pitt and Jolie
10.00pm I got dressed up and set off for town.
11.00pm I caught the bus heading to town listening to my mp3 music. The club was practically empty so I walked around town.
12.00pm I walked into the club. No one I knew was there, apart from the DJ- an occasional football player. I purchased a drink and sat and watched the few dancers. The music did not seem as danceable as last week. Around 12.20 C walked in, another footy player. He was the only one I knew. There were other faces from last week – but I did not know them. I briefly talked to C but then left him – I did not want to encroach on his patch. Lisa never came.
I started dancing around 12.30am. Around 1.45am the dance music changed to a kind of techno-latino. I could not dance to it and totally disliked it. I left at 2am and walked home listening to my mp3 music. Walking through the park I passed some real strange people – mind you I might have seemed strange to them – cos u see I occasionally danced to the mp3 tracks. It was either dance or feel morose about Lisa not being there.

Walking home is when I resolved to make one more attempt at trying to reattach my soul to Lisa’s – either as a friend or whatever. I figure I have nothing to lose and much to gain. This is what I decided to do any the reason.

Lisa’s landline is no longer active. She is seldom on-line. In the past she has had no credits on her mobile. I know that at least one person has access to her email and maybe other facets of her life. She is prone to misunderstanding and being misunderstood – as am I.
So in the unlikely scenario that she feels I have misunderstood her: I decided I would send her a letter, via snailmail, to her address. In the letter I would say nothing. I simply invite her to dinner at a restaurant. Then I await developments. I figure no one will get her mail but her. The decision to respond becomes hers alone. Did u know that Brad Pitt is 42! Angelina Jolie is 31! I also here Mariah Carey is enjoying the Kennedy factor.

So Tuesday was a disappointment.

Long Walk
10.30pm I got dressed up
11.15 I missed the last bus and walked into town (4 kilometers).
12.00pm I got to the other nightclub, called N, recommended by C. There was a queue of around 10 people. I joined it. However after about 5 minutes of queuing one of the bouncers indicated to me I need to be wearing a collar. So I walked home, listening to my mp3 music, dancing to the tunes in the middle of a dark park.

I figured Lisa would not be there anyway as she's probably babysitting her goddaughter.