so howzit goin boat?

how's your luck?

erixter wrote:how's your luck?

Decent enough on the popo's eric ....how you doing, got enough to retire and elope with sticky to sunnier climes?

stickie deffo not interested,
as sour-faced as ever.
and i wish that i understood.
i REALLY do.
i don't dare to even look at her nowadays.


couldn't afford it,
or her,
anyway.

you know?
i've tried to analyse it,
and the bottom line is,
it would be nice to have some one to talk to.

it really is,
as simple as that.

we go on about sex and stuff.

i'm pushin 60 ffs.

i wish i knew what she was thinking.
IF indeed,
she's thinking ANYTHING.

is she;
angry?
offended?
curious?
disgusted?
disappointed?

if only we could talk.
but we're just two ordinary people.
with everyday fears,phobias,failings,and weakness's.
it isn't gonna happen.

and maybe she wouldn't want to.

talk?
about what?

is it all just,
in my head?

and do i really need that shit?
no,
not really.

i regret that i ever spoke to her.
i really do.

she MUST wonder.

but being normal human beings,
any sort of dialogue,
is totally out of the question.
so we're both left with resentment.
and it's a shame.

the here and now,
is,
that,
here's this really nice woman.
who used to smile,
and say hello.
now she doesn't.

i keep away from her .
WHEN-EVER i get to the bus stop before 6.33,
i know that i shall see her.
as stoney-faced as ever.
sometimes,
i make an effort,
in the hope that she might look my way,
smile,
say hello,
or something.
but it doesn't happen,
so bugger it.
best leave well alone imo.

i hate that she's there.
i resent her very existance,
and the fact that we absolutely cannot,
are unable,
to communicate.

the thing is;
assuming that she does think of me,
AT all,
would i really want to know,
what she was thinking?

nothing new there then.

and life goes on.

i have a week and a half off now.

maybe i shall see things differently after a break.

yup,
that's right nobster,
on the piss.