Writer's Block: This One's on Me
Aug. 15th, 2009 11:58 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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In my poor and starving student days, I quite often relied on strange boys buying me drinks, because I could not always afford them myself. And I was often pretty slack about returning the favour, because of it. It was a little bit embarrassing, that, but eh, you do what you can to score booze, right? It worked out okay.
Never done the same, though. Walked up to a guy and offered to buy him a drink. But then... I'd want to make sure they were single before I did that, anyway. And now? It doesn't matter because I've got someone who'll buy me drinks, and I can't return the favour if we're out, because Alan would be driving! :D I love my darling man.
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In other news, am home safe and sound, and I was awfully bossy when I got home, too... 'Cause once I reached Paraparaumu, Alan and I had to do grocery shopping, and by the time that was done we were famished, so we grabbed some Indian, even a dish for Joe and Heaven, if they were home, but more for us if they weren't. Anyhow, got home and told them to bring the grocery bags and my bags in from the car, and Alan said they could eat first if they were hungry, but I was like, "No they can't. Off you go!" Although I did have a grin on my face. And they musn't have been starving to death, 'cause they did it anyway.
But then after we finished our dinners, I promptly kicked Joe and Heaven out! For one thing, I wasn't remotely interested in the movie they were watching (The Ringer) on tv, and for another, I wanted me and Alan time to snuggle and kiss and... do other things. And I figured they wouldn't want to be around for that, anyway. Again Alan said they didn't have to leave straight away, and I countermanded that as well, telling the two of them to bugger off. Which meant Alan and I could do what we wanted when we wanted.
Gratch had apparently missed me very much, and taken to crying for me and following Heaven around in case she turned out to be me in disguise, but of course she played aloof the moment I got home. But then last night she did settle on Alan's lap (she hates skirts, and I was wearing a skirt) and purred madly as I petted her. And she did pin me down this morning for cuddles, so I know she is happy that I'm home.
Anyhow... home sweet home.
Fin.
In my poor and starving student days, I quite often relied on strange boys buying me drinks, because I could not always afford them myself. And I was often pretty slack about returning the favour, because of it. It was a little bit embarrassing, that, but eh, you do what you can to score booze, right? It worked out okay.
Never done the same, though. Walked up to a guy and offered to buy him a drink. But then... I'd want to make sure they were single before I did that, anyway. And now? It doesn't matter because I've got someone who'll buy me drinks, and I can't return the favour if we're out, because Alan would be driving! :D I love my darling man.
-----
In other news, am home safe and sound, and I was awfully bossy when I got home, too... 'Cause once I reached Paraparaumu, Alan and I had to do grocery shopping, and by the time that was done we were famished, so we grabbed some Indian, even a dish for Joe and Heaven, if they were home, but more for us if they weren't. Anyhow, got home and told them to bring the grocery bags and my bags in from the car, and Alan said they could eat first if they were hungry, but I was like, "No they can't. Off you go!" Although I did have a grin on my face. And they musn't have been starving to death, 'cause they did it anyway.
But then after we finished our dinners, I promptly kicked Joe and Heaven out! For one thing, I wasn't remotely interested in the movie they were watching (The Ringer) on tv, and for another, I wanted me and Alan time to snuggle and kiss and... do other things. And I figured they wouldn't want to be around for that, anyway. Again Alan said they didn't have to leave straight away, and I countermanded that as well, telling the two of them to bugger off. Which meant Alan and I could do what we wanted when we wanted.
Gratch had apparently missed me very much, and taken to crying for me and following Heaven around in case she turned out to be me in disguise, but of course she played aloof the moment I got home. But then last night she did settle on Alan's lap (she hates skirts, and I was wearing a skirt) and purred madly as I petted her. And she did pin me down this morning for cuddles, so I know she is happy that I'm home.
Anyhow... home sweet home.
Fin.
