MERRY CHRISTMAS?

Falling ill during my shift was not what I expected;
bending over in pain I couldn't finish - sucks!
But I'm in the next night, heavily sedated ...

I had plans for dinner that night but I guess I was too exhausted
or simply high on the medication ...
Anyway, I sleep in front of the fireplace
- hoping to catch good ol' Santa?
Don't know but I wake up at midnight - Christmas day!

Shame! Missed the dinner so I call my date to wish him
"Merry Christmas" and apologize ...
Wonder why I bothered;
he must have worked himself up to a hard-on
thinking of the good rumble in the sack he would have had
(can someone please tell him it won't have happened anyway?)

He hangs up on me - twice ...

I call Dayo and cry on the phone - apologizing at the same time
'cos I sure didn't call her to get her emotional too ...

Ify calls and asks why I waited for him to call
- isn't my boyfriend totally amazing?!
Says I should go online in about four hours ...
Well, maybe he went out for drinks, got drunk, whatever,
but he sure didn't come online ...

So what's a girl to do?

I get out of my PJs and go downstairs;
I sauté some vegetables, stir-fry some shrimps,
heat up some turkey, rice and peas,
then sit down to eat and watch “Mr. & Mrs Smith”.
No alcohol tonight – just pink grapefruit juice …

Merry Christmas Kit!

ONE OF THOSE THINGS IN LIFE …

Here I am, hanging out with some colleagues;
quite startling as I do not know some of them.
Pitiful! Just shows how superb my networking skills are.
Oh well … I’m learning and improving …

I'm a bit self-conscious
- being the only lady here and black!
Oops! Someone is sensitive!
Okay, I’ll just sip on my ’97 Mondavi Carneros Merlot
and simply have fun … yes!

Can’t really say what the fun is all about
but we appear to be having it;
and I’m not doing badly you know – sitting, talking, laughing,
changing topics – I’m making progress, eh? …

I seem to have been talking with just this guy for like – 45 minutes?
Oops! Time to change – wait a minute! Am I tipsy or what?
He seems mesmerized by something … must be the alcohol …
Okay! Time to change … Wait! Is my blouse too low?
Okay, I can fix that … No! He’s looking into my eyes;
Been doing that all along … Ooh!

Well … I’m yet to recover from that evening …
I admit that I can’t seem to get over him …
Oh my goodness! I’m too old for this! Feels like when …
Steady …

But seriously, does he know how he makes me feel?
Can he sense it each time I call?
Does he like me the way I like him?
There are certain things we never seem to figure out …

* Dedicated to all those cute guys I had crushes on and yet never dated ...