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An update on Men

By Health, Love & Relationships2 Comments

Recently I posted about the Men in my life right now (see Men). Well everyone the plot thickens, so here’s a quick update:

1. The date? – He canceled as was unwell. He did sound ill when he rang me to be honest and I didn’t want to particularly catch what ever it was he had. However he’s been quiet on the text. I have even texted him asking him if he would like to rearrange our brunch date. No response. Guess he has lost his bottle or his interest in me or both.

2. The friendly ex – I have had to reinforce my I-just-want-friendship feelings to him recently. He is going a way on Hols soon, I hope he has a really good time.

3. David – I guess my recent blog post entitled Control didn’t help in terms of him wanting to talk to me. He’s still not answering my calls. It’s worse than before as he doesn’t just let his phone ring off he actually presses the ignore button after which the automated womans voice says “The user is busy. Please try again later.” Don’t you just hate that?

4. A friend with benefits – A new comer on the man front. He is an old friend who used to be a friend with benefits (I think that clearly explains it?) from well before I met David. I always wanted to date him and perhaps if dating worked out start a proper relationship. But he didn’t. He’s apparently seen my status on Facebook and decided to get in touch. I have arranged a meal with him on a date next week, so I’ll keep you informed.

In other news – I am not at all well. I have not slept well and when I have I have disturbing nightmares, I’m feeling tired all the time, by blood sugars are messed up and I’m sure I’ve got some infection or other. My nose is like a tap and I have a terrible cough, sore throat – basically I’m falling to pieces.

Blog when feeling better,

Antony

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Men

By Love & Relationships2 Comments

Isn’t it funny that how someone says something can have a huge impact on it’s meaning? If I write Men it doesn’t quite have the same meaning as me saying “Men” with a sigh. The sigh adds a whole new dimention and meaning to the word.

I am having several man related issues at the moment (in no particular order):

1. The date? – I call him that with a question mark on the end because we are due to go on our first date on Saturday for brunch. He texted me saying he’s got credit. So I text him back a nice message and no text back all evening. Is there a certain amount of time I should allow for text back? He is lovely though he interests me and makes me laugh loads. However I’m a bit unsure about no text back.

2. The friendly ex – I have named him this as he’s an ex-partner. I want to be friends but he likes me in a more-than-friends way. I have been honest with him about my feelings. What else can I do?

3. David – he still has my stuff, I feel that mum may have been right. She said that I would never hear off him again and have no chance of getting my stuff back. He doesn’t have anything of value – but you know it’s the principle. My stuff = my stuff.

Men can be confusing at times. Any advice welcome on a postcard or better yet comment.

Antony

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Dear Madonna*

By Life, Money / Finances, Music & Radio, ThinkingNo Comments

I am in conflict which you are at the very centre of. You see as a gay man I am suppose to worship you. I am suppose to love you and your music. I want to come to see you at your up-coming tour. Indeed you are giving me the opportunity by playing at the MEN arena. I want to be there. I want to be front centre stage and for you to give me the opportunity to kiss your black knee high boot.

I don’t know if your aware but there is a credit cruch here in the UK? This basically means we are all broke. And yet you choose to charge £175-£75 per ticket. Now, I know you need to make a diva living. But do you really need to make this much hard-cold-cash out of us? I mean there are thousands of seats (I was unable to establish exactually how many), so you do the math.

So there’s the conflict. You verus your greed. So I am sorry my worshipable Madonna, but I shall not be coming to kiss your boot.

* Title creately stole from Dawn French’s Dear Fatty

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