Follow up to 'Please leave me alone u selfish bastard'

I've just remembered what I actually wanted to write about on my last blog but forgot as I was too drunk.

Coincidentally enough I am tipsy again, but I least I remember, yet it turns out it wasn't really that intelligent after all.

Oh well, might as well spit it out now:

After the whole fiasco with my ex, I was still determined to go to my gym, as hadnt been for at least 3 weeks, and told myself if I dont sort it out now, I'll end up never going again. So I go to the reception at my gym to sign myself in (basically, we write our names in the register - bit like a visitors' register), and noticed a horribly familiar name on the register a few spaces above where I had just signed in.

Now, I can't be 100% certain it's the person i thought it was, as they only wrote the initial of their first name followed by surname, a surname which is very common in England.

Still it narked me a bit, because if it was the person I thought it was, it would mean that I now go to the same gym as the bloody person I crashed into a couple of years ago - AS IF I DON'T HAVE ENOUGH MAN TROUBLE!!

Granted, it was only a minor collision which took part in a car park (basically 'twat head' was goin very fast in his f*%kin BMW, I couldnt see shit as had 4 x4's parked either side of me, but because I was the one who was 'supposed' to give way, I was the liable one).

So, as you can imagine, I spent the rest of the gym session looking over my shoulder - I cant even remember what the motherf*%ker looks like. Scary thought.

But enough about the man we dont know for certain is the one I crashed into: it was wasnt all doom and gloom this week.

I did find enough time to go out, get drunk, have a boogy in some gay club (the best club in my town - and that's comin from a straight person!), go to some house party, go back to my mates house, nurse her back to health as she kept passing out in bathroom or throwing up (real classy lady).

Apart from that, it's been a pretty hectic, shite week.

Now I ponder how this week will flow with the possibility of having to share gym with man I crashed into (what if he says something to me or starts some shit? He was a bit of a hard looking person after all)...

That and the fact that my ex, after been arrested this week (for 3rd time), has again been released on bail.

Really looking forward to this week....

PS Had really Perverse dream (night I went out for boogy - coincidentally with my former colleague) about my former colleague's son, who is ONLY 17!! I am 26. Dreamt that he was kissing and playing with my udders.

Wrong, wrong, WRONNNNGGGGG!!!!!