Diarrhea / Faye

Thursday was pay day. The temptation to go to the casino was there. If I lose, I'd just withdraw the savings and use it for the Shoyo uniform money, I told myself.

However, work kept me busy, and I also bought a new pair of long socks and a basketball pump which made me feel good about myself, so in some odd way that reduced my temptation a bit. Also, I wasn't feeling too well. I went to the gym anyway, even though this was the start of my diarrhea journey.

Friday was a bit of a nervous day for me. I'd be sitting in for Chris because she has a medical appointment, and this was a day where it'd be full of playing TIs and videos. Not only had I not operated TIs and videos on this laptop before, but I hadn't even seen or heard these materials.

I had that sickening feeling in my stomach. You know that feeling you get when you're forced to do something you don't know how to do? Yeah that. On top of all that, I had to hope that my diarrhea wouldn't be a problem.

I woke up on the day, still in the midst of the illness. I went to the toilet probably five times at least in the morning before court. I got to court about 20 minutes early and started playing around with the laptop to familiarise myself with it. I seemed to get it ok, but I still wasn't too confident.

During court, I actually did ok. The only problem was one call which was being played through the projector just faded out, because the projector went onto standby. Luckily it was near morning tea and Stali said those blessed words "would that be a convenient time?"

Chris had also arrived, and I offered for her to take over. She said I was supposed to play audop through the laptop speakers (which I did before). But I swear the night before she told me the audio goes through the projector, and that was why she had something blocking the camera of the projector.

Anyway, the four of us went to morning tea. Chris kept suggesting ideas to Stali which he'd reasonably shut down. Matt the cop looked like he wanted to sleep with Chris. Hmmm.

I went back to the office after that, and then went for a run, even though my stomach was feeling like crap. I just wanted to run off the stress and feel free. I also thought about cancelling the date with Faye, because I could just tell this diarrhea thing was going to cause me trouble, but I had already cancelled last time, so didn't want to do it again.

I think I did ok in court given I had never operated the laptop for playing of that material, I had never seen the material before, and I had bloody diarrhea. Fuck.

Anyway, I slowed down for the rest of the day. I was supposed to get started on a minute, but just spent my time tidying things up.

I worked until 6ish and then went to meet with Faye. I tried to book the Spanish restaurant that we went to for Bec's farewell, but they were full and kinda rude. I went to the QVB statue and looked for her. I couldn't see her. I waited about five minutes and then called her. Apparently she had been standing at a nearby statue, but I guess I just didn't think that was her.

She didn't look exactly like her photo, and seemed kinda shy at first, covering her face a bit. I took her to the Japanese restaurant nearby that I went to with Cazza. She seemed a bit hesitant at sitting outdoors but was overall ok. She mentioned the dust from the passing buses a few times. Hmmm.

Even when we first sat down, it seemed like she was using the menu to cover up her face. But then it got a bit easier. There was a lady sitting next to us, so I was kinda careful not to reveal that we had met from a dating site, although it must've been obvious that we didn't know eachother that well.

I asked her about her work at first, but then thought maybe I shouldn't be so boring, so then we just talked about random things. She mentioned that she was fairly close with her family and brother, which put me at unease a bit because I am somewhat distant from my family. But I thought we started hitting it off around the middle of the dinner, when we realised that we had some things in common, like we had both read Rich Dad Poor Dad, we both seemed to have an interest in finance and we both like movies. Also, when she put my glasses on at the end, she said they were perfectly prescribed for her.

The only slightly odd thing was she kept offering me her ginger beer, which I kept refusing.

So, all things seemed good.

BUT

I did not find her attractive. Her personality definitely ranked her higher on the scale, but at the end of the day, I just kept thinking whether I would be able to have sex with her. Hmmm. Should I feel bad for thinking like that?

We got along so well that we just stayed there for ages, and the waitress had to come bring us the bill without us even asking for it. I couldn't help but think the waitresses were kinda cute. Also bumped into Faiz there towards the end.

We left and I walked her to Central. I realised as we walked that she looks kinda worse from side on. I found myself looking at other attractive girls and wondering why I couldn't find a girl who looked like them but had the brains of Faye. She was definitely a smart person, a nice person, and a funny person. But I just wasn't attracted.

Is it so hard to find a smart and beautiful woman?

Today, my diarrhea seems to be coming to an end, but the remnants were still there. I went to the office at 11am, then Genie came in around noon. We talked a bit, I found myself bitching about things from Chris' trial, to the new girl working part time and how it was unfair because she misses out on all the sentences. Hmmm I must stop bitching and gossiping. Very un-manly like.

I worked until 6pm and still didn't finish my minute. I caught the bus home, not really knowing how the hell I'm supposed to get my work done now, given I have bball tomorrow.