Another strange ending to a day that started off in full bloom.
So, I did the Sunday feeding at Hideaway as planned.
After having enough beers to catch a buzz, I decided to head to my side of town and visit the girls at Snackbar. Well, I had one girl in particular that I longed to see. Alas, she wasn’t working last night. So, I sent her a message, and she asked me how my day was. I told her the same as usual, walking in the morning, beer in the evening, and being lonely all the time. That was my silly attempt to tell her I missed her. Her response left me flabbergasted:
“Why don’t you find a partner so you are not lonely at night?”
What the hell? I thought that is what I was working on with her. Mind you, I’d been drinking some, but it still felt like an icy-cold rejection. So, I told her, thanks for letting me know. I’ll keep looking, then. She said she was sorry if she had hurt my feelings, and I told her I appreciated her honesty.
“I like you yes but im shy to tell you that. And im not really sure about my feeling to you i dont want to hurt you.”
All I could say in response was, “thanks for that.” And that’s where the conversation ended. Still, I guess I should be thankful for a kick in the nuts now as opposed to a knife in the heart later. And it was good of her to honestly share what she was feeling. I guess I’m a lucky guy, after all.
I went to the CR and took a piss. There was a mosquito on the wall.
Sat back down at my seat, ordered up another beer, and proceeded to get on with the rest of my life. Bought my waitress a lady drink and started thinking about Plan B.
Oh, well. Who knows what today will bring? Actually, I do. Catching a bus this morning for Pundaquit, where we are doing a special “outstation” Hash run. I love that area, and I’m really looking forward to the trip, even though there will be a mountain climb in my immediate future once we arrive. A full report on that adventure tomorrow.
Alright, about those flowers the title of this post alluded to–I devoted my morning walk to taking photos of some of the blossoms I encountered along the way. It was my standard Sunday Solo Stroll; I just kept an eye out for some of nature’s finest. Here you go:
Anyway, you can Relive the walk if you want.
Oh, I also made a reservation for Thanksgiving dinner at the Papagayo Resort hotel. Let’s see if I can find a date to join me.
Damn, I hadn’t thought of this song in decades, but if the shoe fits, you gotta wear it.
It used to be so natural To talk about forever But 'used to be's' don't count anymore They just lay on the floor 'Til we sweep them away And baby, I remember All the things you taught me I learned how to laugh And I learned how to cry Well I learned how to love Even learned how to lie You'd think I could learn How to tell you goodbye 'Cause you don't bring me flowers Anymore
My mother used to love listening to Neil Diamond, so she got me hooked on him when I was in elementary school. That certainly didn’t do much to make me hip. I remember “You Don’t Bring Me Flowers” as well as “September Morn,” “I Am, I Said,” and a whole bunch of other classics. I even went to a Neil Diamond concert when I was in high school. Yeah, I was with it. I heard that Diamond is (or was—is he still active?) hugely popular in Australia.
Looking closely at that first photo showing Joy and her Hawaiian… the top of that pizza seems pretty busy. Normally, a Hawaiian’s toppings are limited to cheese, ham, and pineapple. But is that sausage on her slice?
There’s a pizza place near my office that makes pretty good NY-style pizzas, but they insist on adding pineapple to what they call “pepperoni pizza.” I don’t mind the pineapple, but the labeling feels like a bit of false advertising.
I’m guessing the “Why don’t you find a partner” girl was Lydell.
Well, maybe you’re not getting any flowers from Lydell (and I guess you’re not giving her any), but from the look of your photos, Mother Nature has flowers in abundance. So there’s some lady out there willing to give you flowers.
Ah, yes: one thing I noticed about your “name, email, website” blanks is that none of them has a red asterisk next to it: it’s only the comment field itself that has an asterisk. So for the time being, I’m only going to fill in my name and email address because my auto-fill still works for those blanks. I’ll go back to putting in my blog URL if/when auto-fill works for that again.
There a pizza place near my office
D’oh—”There’s.” And to think I proofread for a living.
John, I got a different read from your text exchange. I did not think that she was rejecting you, just not sure of how things were going and where they would lead. Didn’t seem like that door was slammed on you. *shrug
(Of course, you are the boots on the ground, and know her better than I ever will.)
Brian, you could be right. We had a messenger chat yesterday, and she apologized and said she regrets making that comment. I also think I overreacted and clammed up instead of pushing her to explain at the time. It is also important to remember that despite speaking better English than most gals in Asia, it is still a second language, and sometimes misunderstandings occur.
Fixed it for you!
Heh, didn’t picture you as being a Neil Diamond fan, Kevin. I enjoyed some of his stuff back in the day as well but never bought one of his albums (the true indicator of fandom–I had over a hundred albums in my collection, even as a poor boy). My hangout bar in Itaewon when I first moved to Korea was named Sweet Caroline’s and at some point every night that song was played, with everyone expected to sing along (or at least do that “bam-bam-bam” chorus line). Good times! I’m not sure if Diamond is still active or not; he’d be in his 80s by now. I saw a video of him in concert a few years back and he looked like an old geezer then.
I haven’t really paid that much attention to the pizza, but yeah, I think it is one of their loaded versions, and they just add pineapple and call it “Hawaiian.”
Sorry about the comment form issues, WordPress does these updates, and I have to live with the consequences. I have no clue how to activate the autofill for the URL address.