Nothing much, just more of the same. Luckily, my same ain’t so bad. Long walks and cold beer, does it get any better than that?
I did a bit of a Saturday night bar crawl, including a surprise visit to Hideaway. It’s funny; showing up outside of my Wednesday/Sunday schedule threw everyone for a loop. Maybe because I snuck in through the back door, but still. I was there as a customer only; I’ll do my feeding duties tonight.
I stopped by Mugshots, the new bar in town, and had a beer outside. Traffic noise was loud but watching the passerby, especially the females, made it more enjoyable. I was surprised when the waitress brought me out a free appetizer to sample. Nice touch; I’ll be back for more soon.
Then I was off to It Doesn’t Matter. My favorite, Agnes, wasn’t working, but Maria was a fine stand-in. While I was there, I heard from my friend, Julie, who suggested we get together for dinner. Sure, why not? Let’s go to John’s place.
Julie surprised me by repaying some money she had borrowed a couple of months ago. That’s a rare event here. Especially because she is currently between jobs, but she was insistent I take the cash. I told her by this act, she was now eligible for a future loan should the need arise. In case you are curious, I crushed on Julie at one time, but the feelings were not reciprocated. I first met her when she used to hike with the group, and now that she is unemployed, she says she intends to join us again. And Julie is not like other women I have met here: forty years old, no kids, and never worked in a bar. No wonder she doesn’t love me!
Julie went home after dinner, and I finished my night at Queen Victoria.
And then it was time to do my SSS–solitary Sunday stroll.
Relive it here if you would like:
Ah shit, now I’m having water pressure issues at the house again. I really need to move.
this Julie is the best
the perfect woman for you
except she’s as fiercely independent as you are and she’d never subsume her dreams and aspirations into yours
I’d say she deserves all the help she can get ,if she’ll even accept it . If you were able to support Marie’s business ventures , you certainly can invest in this Julie ,who seems more capable of putting in the hard work to make a success out of any project.
But you’d have to insist it be a loan, and even set some payment schedule or else she may not accept such a charitable act .
Look at me, championing the cause of a woman I’ve never even met.
that’s what happens to rabid fans of celebrities 🙄
Someone repaid you! Savor the small victories.
And Julie is not like other women I have met here: forty years old, no kids, and never worked in a bar. No wonder she doesn’t love me!
Love should be between two strong, independent people. That’s healthy. Otherwise, when people are needy, what you’ve got is toxic codependency—two leeches feeding off each other.
Good luck with the water-pressure problem.
There seems to be ample relationship advice on these pages.
I haven’t hunted in 20+ years; so there’s no way I’d be trying to give advice to a hunter how to bag a trophy buck.
Just saying.
Steve, I’m just trying to enjoy the ride and avoid the stupid mistakes I’ve made in the past.
Just to be clear, I’m not looking to bag a buck; I prefer does… 🙂
Kev, Yes, I understand what you are saying. But love can fill a void, two strong people becoming stronger together. I guess that is why true love is so rare and hard to find. Far too many people merely getting their needs fulfilled–be it money or sex or whatever–call it “love.” But on the bright side, leeches do suck. *ahem*
I have water again, so hopefully, that problem is resolved once and for all. The guy that came out was not impressed with the workmanship of the landlord’s plumber and had to redo some of his work.
James, your description of Julie’s character is spot-on. I’ve actually never met any Filipina quite like her. She’s traveled all over Asia by herself, a lot of it touring as a backpacker. I don’t have the balls to do that. And she made it very clear to me that she would never subordinate her life goals to gain the simple comfort of a relationship. Next up on her bucket list is to live and work in Europe.
It is scary how well you know me, James. When Julie told me her efforts at finding employment were being stymied by not having a laptop (she does online international recruitment), I volunteered to help her out in that regard. I didn’t require it to be a loan (or ask for any favors in return); I just declared it an early birthday present. That made her happy, which made me happy. Win-win!
She’s a special one for sure. Loves hiking, loves travel, is smart and articulate, and is cute as a button. She seems perfect for me, but alas, I’m not perfect for her. And so it goes.
Dear John,
Tell that.Steve guy to pipe down. You’ve been married upteen times so know what you’re doing. So peace out or whatever is the hip thing to say now.
I guess it could be argued that being married “upteen times” proves I DON’T know what I’m doing. But it’s all cool. Can you dig it?