Naby's back...

Yesterday morning I went to the Bra to get my xray done. I thought I knew where it was, but when I went there, I couldn't remember if I'd been there before. The receptionist had to take down my details, so maybe not.

I waited a bit before getting the xray for my left pinkie. This must be the easiest scan I've ever done - I just sat there and put my hand on the platform. Usually I hurt my legs or back, which means I need to get onto the platform.

After getting it done, I asked for it to be sent to my doctor as he instructed. I returned to my car, and there was still a bit of time left before meeting Malay and Brain, so I went to check out the route to the auto store I was planning to take them. I ended up being short on time, but didn't matter cause Malay was late anyway.

I picked him up (he gave me three CDs as a birthday present) then went to pick Brain up, and off again I went on that route to the auto store. Pretty much as soon as we walked in a lady asked if we wanted any help. I told her Malay was looking for touch up paint. He bought a pen of paint, and some towels, while I bought a steering wheel cover cause my dad wanted a new one as the old one was wearing out.

Malay gave me two of the towels as we headed back to my car. We talked about where to go for lunch. Brain wanted to go to the fish market. I wasn't too keen as it would be hard (or costly) to park, but when we were close, Malay suggested Balmain, so off we went.

We took a walk along a street in Balmain and checked out a market sale going on. It was kinda cool to do something different like this, and it was good to get away from Shuing and his obsessive talk about G and Sally.

We bought a lotto ticket and then decided on a take away store for lunch. I had a chicken schnitzel and chips with gravy, which would've been absolutely delicious had the wind not been so cold as to freeze my meal within minutes.

We talked about work, finance (I brought it up), Brain working out and the other guys. It was getting pretty damn cold after a while so we decided to head off. I dropped them off at home and then went home.

Today
I drove to the office at about 10am, prepared for my sev appeal tomorrow and saw Junar come in. We talked for a bit before I resumed working. I had to go at 12:30 because that was when my parking expired. There is so much work I need to do, I don't know how I'm gonna get through it, especially since I have two significant court matters this week.

After I left I drove to the Wick for gym. I did five sets of everything again. I was really in the mood for gym. I just felt like being by myself and clearing my mind. I think I am still recovering from Wednesday night.

After gym I went home to work on my car a bit. I added some touch up paint to that left front corner where I had previously used touch up paint that was too dark. I think I did a decent job this time. As I sat there on the ground working on it, I felt like I could really spend my time doing stuff like that. It was peaceful, it was cheap, and I was doing something useful.

I went back up to eat and watched Saving Private Ryan with my dad, before going for a bit of a nap. Just before I napped off, I was thinking about Naby. I realised I was missing her. Today was supposed to be the day she came back, and since I hadn't gotten a message from her, I was starting to think that maybe she wasn't coming back. That made me really sad.

When I woke up maybe an hour later, I thought maybe I should try giving her phone a call, just to see if she was back. So I stupidly went to call from my landline, and...it rang! I hung up straight away feeling so stupid and insecure. But now, my brain was thinking.

Why didn't she message me?

Maybe she had literally just gotten off the plane. Or maybe she wanted to hang out with her friends first.

Or maybe she didn't want to message you on a weekend in case you might ask her out again.

Maybe she lost your number.

Maybe she knows it was you who called?

Maybe. Maybe. Maybe!

So many maybes.

I went online to distract myself, strangely looking forward to the coffee with Shuing and G now so that my mind wouldn't wander, even though I knew it'd be boring as batshit to hear them gossip about Sally and the other guys.

G picked me up at 5:30pm and we went to pick up Shuing. We went to Chinksford, the coffee shop. I was a bit put off by the guy making my hot chocolate and sneezing. Anyway, we grabbed a table near the front and caught up a bit. G seemed to have issues with Sally, but didn't talk about it. In the car while we were waiting for Shuing, he asked me if I preferred a virgin or a girl with experience. So it must relate to that.

Sometimes my mind would wander off to Naby as I stared out the window.

Shuing did say he suspected Gnat spent half his money on escorts, and added "what an empty life". It made me think about my own.

We stayed there till about 7ish and then left. Shuing wanted to get some takeaway so we walked to a restaurant. On the way, I saw a blue sports car, done up in a way which to me indicated the owner was Asian. Out of nowhere, my imagination came up with the image of Naby giving some guy a blowjob in the car. I realised then that my insecurity was starting to get out of control. There was no basis for that. Absolutely no basis at all.

We took a walk around the streets as we waited for Shuing's takeaway. He said none of these restaurants were prepared for the depression coming within the next ten years.

G drove us back home. I noticed he dropped me off first, presumably because he wanted to talk to Shuing alone. I didn't care. I had enough on my mind right now.

I was relieved a bit when I earlier checked my blog to see that when Naby came back in January, she texted me the day after she returned - not on the day of her return. So maybe I'll get a text tomorrow.

Also, at dinner earlier, I was watching 60 Minutes which showed a stuntman recovering from a stunt gone wrong. He was working so hard just to walk and talk, and I told myself I should be lucky I had my health. If Naby didn't want to contact me, I could always go find another girl. There were plenty around.

I also told myself that maybe I should give it a week or two for her to text me. Maybe I'll text her then. I don't know. Or maybe I'll just look for another girl. Or maybe this is a good chance for me to save some more money.

I guess at least I know now where I stand: somewhere that doesn't deserve a message on the first day back.