Birthday, hotels rooms , randomness and more

so very intense right now, yet another random weekend , in 48 hours , I’ve had all of 7 hours sleep .

 Where I do start ? Birthday itself was pretty good, had to work, and didn’t sleep much the night before and it was dead quite, and the hours & minutes went very slowly .

That evening Cocktails with mates consumed, and epic fail of communications , as my phone decided that it would send messages, but un be known to me, decided it wouldn’t receive them . Their fore just as the party was getting good, I ended up heading home. Zenzi bar in newtown rocked, bit overcrowded, but worth sticking with after midnight I reckon .

Passed out at 3am. As i kept convincing myself, that it was a better option than the drunken Ralph.

Saturday morning was interesting ,as I un declared it as birthday boxing day after a neurosis conversation with Anna,  because the pressure of said perfect birthday was way too much for a city that i’m still building up my friends network in.  

 So, Saturday arvo …..with the kitchen sink packed in my suitcase , Anna and I boarded the bus, excited about air conditioning and the hotel pool. The air con was good, the pool suxed! Lap pool, there was no way you could do a lap in it:-)  Id write a letter , but frankly  I really couldn’t be bothered!

My  severe hangover and being un- well this week caught up with me on saturday, Anna & I had grand plans , that after i power nap, i told her to go out and have fun without me.

I took a bath, ordered room service, and stayed in a robe . Paid for 24.95 for unlimited movie, and finally got to see , he is just not that into you, and im a better person for it.

It had been way to long since i had some alone time, to just relax, think, and totally be entertained . I’ve been spinning a bit out of control lately with a recent festivity, boys and general lack  of sleep , enhancing underlining condition of neurosis, and my ability not to be able to construct sentences beyond the world of private health insurance.

Anyway, getting back to saturday night, my next movie was “p.s I love you, cause I knew I needed a good cry ” and was alone in a nice hotel room, and had been meaning to watch it since I lost the book in europe.

It was a non smoking room ( i booked it when i was quitting) , so I had to head out to street level with the drunks , for intermintate nicotine hits.

The  first few times. I put my shoes on,  but by the end, I strutted bare foot around the titanic corridors of this hotel .

So, anyway …this is where the evening get’s random.After watching the movie  and ordering room service for the second time , I headed down stairs for a fag.

I don’t know who started the conversation first , but a random friend was  made .

I told him, of my celebration of 29 again, and how i have moet in the fridge and havent had a drink all evening.

The lift gets to level three, he gets out with me, and we sit on a couch a talk for a bit, now at this point it’s nearly 3 am, and I was tired . A night cap in his room was offered , as i hugged him goodbye, noting his nice smelling colone . He gave me his room number, and I walked away briskly unsure of what to do, and also trying very hard to commit the room number to memory .

Now the rest of the details in us actually meeting up,  is quite comical, but to some it up, I knocked on the wrong door  , and he managed to get us locked out of the room.  

Clinking of glasses, and i felt his hand gently rest on my knee. Its was everything I needed, he was slow and gentle with me . Thier was no need to find my inner porn star , no hand or head leadin any directions of south.

It was blissful, it’s been so long since ive been treated like a princess in a bedroom, dim lighting ,massage, and my pleasure was his pleasure . Now you are all probably all grossed out by now , so i’ll stop there . But man, it was nervous, and slow and so, so good.

He left australia today, with a promise to visit again soon, and i don’t know if it will go anyway , and wow, foreign romances are such a bad idea in soo many ways ( they fall in love with the holiday, and the person that goes with it)

But randomness, threw some birthday loving my way .

Ahhh, puffy eyes, and a migraine. Thank you universe! M