Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Fare thee well Blockbuster (Guy)

So The Idiot Formerley Known as Blockbuster Guy (TIFKABBG) has sold one of his Blockbuster stores to Civic...the one I used to go to.
This is a good thing as I haven't been able to go there since June. I have to go to Civic which is all the way down and across the other side of the highway.
Yays!
TIFKABBG, as I think I mentioned in a previous post, is now The Jim's Mowing Guy. I think he must have had to sell to give his ex-wife some dosh. He's definitely still living with his parents 'cos I accidentally drove past there the other night at 11.29pm and his Jim's Mowing trailer was sitting out the front.
If you have no bloody idea what I am talking about (and are bored shitless), start here ...or work your way through The Man Flesh Files for the scintillating story of how a creepy crush became a totally awesome and pervy adventure, which resulted in me having sex for the first time since 5 February 2005, (between approximately 10.00 and 10.05pm.)
TIFKABBG also features in The Stalker Diaries if you are that way inclined.
I have no internet at home at the moment and that makes me sad. But, when I get my ADSL2+ next week am going to do MORE blogging and vlogs and a whole host of other shit because I LOVE IT, and I want to do lots more things I love from now on.

Sunday, November 22, 2009

This Week...


...I have been totally drug free.


I had a house inspection, a flooded garage/gym, a manflesh rejection and a maths exam and I still did NOT lose my shit.


Fuck I'm good.

EDIT - for those of you reading this out of context, the drugs in question were anti-anxiety meds I'd been on for 8 years.

Saturday, November 21, 2009

The Silence of the Phone


At this stage I can draw no conclusion other than that he must have been the victim of some sort of bizarre accident. Yes...that must be it.
The end.

Friday, November 20, 2009

There, I texted.

Thanks guys. I am not waiting for the poll to close cos I'm bloody impatient and I just want to do it and get it over with. I've never actually ever ever asked a guy out before (at least I can't remember doing it), so I'm a bit nervous. But, I did initiate the contact on RSVP so I thought it seemed appropriate that I follow up.
Oh and all the comments about my voice are so funny to me. I've always thought I had an awful voice and hated hearing myself speak on tape or video and BTW, he DID hear my voice. We spoke on the phone for approximately 84 minutes on Tuesday night.
So...the text. I went with number 2, cos that's the one Ali liked and he's a BOY so I'm hoping he knows his shit (no pressure though Ali!)
I texted about 10 minutes ago...no answer yet.....
Meanwhile in the world that exists OUTSIDE of Frankie's head....
The maths exams sucked big hairy gonads....everyone seemed to be of the same opinion about it.
I only answered probably 7 out of 20 questions (that's what happens when you don't open a book for 4 weeks) but only need about 25% in the exam to pass the unit. Never been in this position before..not knowing if I passed or failed. A bit like texting men I guess...

Waiting totally sucks - Vlog

Thursday, November 19, 2009

The gos'


So...the guy...

I met him on RSVP, thought his profile was interesting and sent him a 'kiss'.

He replied to my kiss via email and we continued with half a dozen emails over a couple of days. We seem to be very compatible and things were going nicely. Then out of the blue he sends me an email saying something like "look, you're not really what I'm looking for, I won't waste anymore of your time".

O...k...... (fuck fuck fuck fuck!!! I really liked this one!!)

Being, ME, I couldn't let that one go and obsessed about it for about...5 minutes, before I wrote back (like a loooozer) saying that 'I hoped it wasn't 'blah blah blah' because I was only joking and I think it may have given you the wrong impression".

He actually replied saying that it was not 'blah blah blah', it was 'this other thing' I'd said. I'm not going to go into what I said. It was a stoopid and irrelevant thing to say but there was no malicious intent behind it...he thought there was.

So..again, me being ME, I had to reply and tell him that I had meant no offence. At this stage I realised I had to pretty much pull something out of the hat to get him back onside. I didn't want to risk another 'rejection' email though so I ended my email with what amounted to an invitation, an insult and a challenge, all rolled into one sentence...ending with my mobile number.

And what do you know?...it worked!

He texted me a barrage of abuse. I insulted him back...text...text..text and then he called.

We had a bit of a laugh about my dirty tactics (he knew EXACTLY what I was trying to get him to do) and then chatted for an hour.

I quite like him. He's a Social Worker. He's also a single dad, having brought up his 17 year old son on his own. He's got a great sense of humour, he's totally politically incorrect and incredibly passionate about what he does for a living.

The conversation finished up with "I enjoyed our chat" (me) "Me too" (him).

That's IT.

I have no idea if I will hear from him again or if I'm still in the rejection basket. I did very well to not text him yesterday and will just suck it up and try not to analyse the crap out of it like I usually do. But of course I am really really hoping to hear from him before the weekend.

Meanwhile 6'5" 'wall o' man' still wants to take me out for coffee and I kinda promised him I'd get back to him after exams with a definite day/time we could meet....but all I can think about is Social Worker Guy.

I don't know what's happened to Oil Rig Guy. He's a bit of a worry...always online on RSVP, a bit of a player I think. He popped up to say hi the other day and I don't even think he remembered 'which one' I was. He may be slightly senile I think.

The end.

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Do NOT...

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Tuesday, November 17, 2009

The Man Flesh Whisperer


OMG...I may have just pulled off the best sex-wrangling move in the history of the known universe.
Will report back if it actually.....ya know....works.....

Saturday, November 14, 2009

Friday, November 13, 2009

Re this morning's post

Thought I should clarify here that just because I want a relationship with someone a bit more mature...it doesn't mean I am not more than happy to have hot and steamy sexual relations with younger guys...who are hot....and steamy... and over 6ft tall.
What? Yeah I know this isn't the personal ads, but I'm just saying.

(call me: 555-C-O-U-G-A-R)