Sunday, October 30, 2005

The weekend

Saturday started off with the biggest game of the season for Tottenham - home to local rivals, Arsenal. Unbearable tension, and a first half of the most sublime football we've seen from our boys for more years that I care to remember. We dominated the first half and went in for the beak a goal up. Unfortunately we squandered the lead in the second half and the game ended 1-1, leaving us all feeling kind of deflated but still pleased that we more than matched one of the best sides in Europe.

Big things expected of the Spurs this season, and lots of reasons to be excited.

I got back from the game late afternoon, and after doing a bit of tydying up I shaved and had a shower. What's become the usual Saturday evening was slightly different this weekend, as I'd told GG that I was going to go to her place and stay there overnight instaed, to try to break the pattern that we'd seemed to have fallen into in previous weeks. We went out for dinner (a little Persian restaurant... good food and but not expensive) shortly after I arrived, but I knew as soon as she came to the door that something was wrong. Nothing tangible, just the way she held herself and the odd half glance, and as we walked down the edgware Road she didn't give me her hand as she normally does.

She said at first that I was imagining things, but it soon transpired that she'd been dwelling on a feeling she had that I was keeping a distance between us and - with the things that had been on my own mind too - it seemed like a good opportunity to clear the air. We finished eating and headed back home, where we ended up having a really long talk about pretty much everything. And it was tough.

There came a point when I could quite easily just have stood up, put my shoes on and left. I was angry at one or two things she said to me, but they were really based on a misinterpretation of something that had been taken completely out of context. And in my heart I realised that if I left at that moment I wouldn't see her again... I know myself well enough by now. So instead, we just worked through the issues, hers and mine, until we both felt comfortable. Afterwards, we had sex and it was the closest, and most intimate, of any beween us. It was strange, because not long before that neither of us had any intention of that happening... in fact, we had every intention of it not happening. But it seemed to be what we needed, because afterwards the tension had completely dissipated. (And it was "normal"... no games, no endurance test, just a really hearty fuck.)

Sunday morning we both woke up early, and we just lay and talked for an hour or two and then had some breakfast. There had been a party in a neighbours apartment that went on until the early hours. I guess everyone there ended up pretty pissed, because at some point during the night, or the early hours of the morning, some halfwit decided to go outside and pour a tin of wood stain over my pride and joy. Err, thanks.

It doesn't seem to want to come off very easily, but I think it will with a few hours work although it's set hard. It looks like it needs some soaking and deft work with a finger nail, but it's a complete pain and I'm trying not to scratch the paintwork - it's a special finish and can't be patched. GG wanted to do it for me there and then, but - tempting though the idea was - I thought a couple of hours back in bed would be better for her. Bless.

So, I guess that there's been some progress this weekend. I have a suspicion it won't necessarily be an easy ride, but I've never gone for easy. I may give it a try one day, though :-)

33 comments:

E-E said...

Geez, what ***fukkin*** half wit would do something like this?????? Oh my god I would have be sooo angry!!! What a complete moron!!!
So sorry to see this, what a horrific thing! Grrrr!
I am glad the rest of the w/e seems to have gone well... but damn, some people are just so beyond comprehension.
I hope it all comes off okay.

kimmyk said...

oh my word.
i would have been livid about the paint. did you ask the people with the party? holy hell i woulda been pissed off beyond words!

glad to hear you finally opened up about things with GG. Glad things are lookin up.

kt said...

well, that does sound like a progression with GG. And anyway, where's the fun in an easy ride? After all, cheap thrills are cheap for a very good reason...
But bad luck about the car. That sucks.

NewYorkMoments said...

Ummmm...Don't they say something like...The best things in life are, ummm...difficult? Or something like that?

toupacz said...

I know were you are coming from,the after an argument sex seems a little more intense,I used to purposely start little spats just to get it heated up a little more in bed.gotta love make up sex.

The varnish on the car though,that's tough.Don't think I'd peel it off could bring the finnish with it,maybe a solvent or varnish stripper to loosen it up so it could be wiped off.If I hear of somethingI'll let you know

k o w said...

It was a fine match, I just caught it on replay here on the states.

As for the stain I say you wait outide this evening with a paintball gun and have at them.

WDKY said...

Emerald - thanks for the emotion, I'm feeling it! Bastards!

Kimmy - Yes, things were looking good. Until the woodstain.

Kt - We think the same way, don't we?

Nym - Do they say that? :-)

Toupacz - I was thinking the same way. I tried a bit of white spirit but I'm nervous about the paintwork.

It was a great game! I was thinking more along the lines of a Tazer, though.

positronic said...

As a fan of the (imho) much underrated GTV (the original, not the one with Ford Edsel front grille) I have a few things in mind you could do to the bastard who did the woodstaining. It involves industrial sandpaper and their tounges. If you want me to send you an illustrated 'how to' of this particular method feel free to ask. Good to hear you've worked through a hurdle with GG. Things you have to work for are more worth the earning I think.

WDKY said...

Pos, I could go for that!! Yes, the GTV is in my opinion a classic. I've had the 3 litre for a couple of years now and it's a beast... very, very fast and a gorgeous drive.

positronic said...

Stop it. I'm drooling. I drive a Toyota Carina. Nothing's gone wrong with it since 99', and the engine can kick up a fuss if you need it, but the drive is dull. Comparing it to the GTV is probably like comparing mules to race-horses.

positronic said...

Hey, just noticed you changed your title picture. Very nice.

WDKY said...

Thanks, Pos, it's an ongoing project!

unforgiving b*tch said...

I can't believe someone would hurt a car like that.

sirreene said...

I can't believe someone did that do your car. I am all for using cars to post statements to nitwit owners but I ALWAYS make sure never to touch the paintwork which can be damaged and ALWAYS make sure that what I do is EASILY removal. That is an outrage.

Her Daddy's Eyes said...

OH MY GOD! I can not believe some twat did that to your car! That is awful!

~Eyes

WDKY said...

UB, nor can I. But hey, that's life.

Sirreene, ditto. Although I want more info on your own techniques.

Eyes - thanks to you too. Do you know, I so love your profile photo.

Networkchic said...

I can't believe some people's nerve. Well I hope you car comes clean.

I'm also glad that instead of running away, which is what your feet wanted you to do, your heart made you stay. Maybe you are learning a thing or two about yourself, and about GG. Sometimes we just have to stay put long enough to actually see that not everything is what it seems.

WDKY said...

NWC - too right, and it's no coincidence that I undertsand two things about myself rather well... I can do running away with remarkable efficiency, and there's lots for me to learn. Of course, I never call running away "running away", I call it "avoiding confrontation".

ladylongfellow said...

Well....I would react in the the american way...loll...in regards to the stain on the car...and file a claim against the party throwers home owners insurance! Cause you know that won't come out right!

awaterpixie said...

OMG... you are NOT even friggin kidding are you. I would be so damn pissed. Swear to god.. I would have found the little bastard that did it and put him in a wood chipper..

...er.. sorry.. I'm a violent little person by nature.

::smooches::
mara

Her Daddy's Eyes said...

blushing again...

WDKY said...

LL, I'm a peace loving guy... just don't screw me. Actually, in your case...

Smooches back, pixie. I like your violent streak :-)

Eyes... (sigh)

Annalis said...

I like your blog. Wanted to say Hi. Sorry about the car.

WDKY said...

Thank you Anna... I'm going to have a good read of yours, but what I've seen so far I like very much.

Sky said...

I had just left a long comment and lost it so the jist of it was..glad to hear things with GG seem to be heading in the right direction.

Beat that half wit into oblivion if you find him!

WDKY said...

Well concise worked too, Sky. Yes, I suspect he really deserves a bit of a thump, but unfortunately I never had a chance of finding out who it was anyway.

Sher said...

Ohh, that's terrible isn't it?

I'd be flaming mad! Can you even speak to the neighbors about it and get their thoughts?

Did u teach her to kiss this weekend?

WDKY said...

Sher, I'll clarify my thoughts on the car situation, if not today then tomorrow. Did I terach her to kiss? Well, she has a golden opportunity to learn...

Anonymous said...

good stuff man, im glad youre making progress with this chick... and sorry i havent been by mroe - busy :(

- el Jacek (didnt feel like loggin in)

... jacek ... said...

and should you ever see the little fuctards that did that to your alfa, send them my way, there's a special gfluorescent lightbulb waiting to be used on their arses.

WDKY said...

ROFL!!! Thanks, EJ... you stop by whenever you like, it's always good to see you ;-)

NML said...

Pieces of shit for doing that to your car! Edgeware road is so near me! My road leads right onto it!
I'm not surprised about her reaction. What did I tell you about that Women Who Think Too Much syndrome. We say we're cool, that we understand or whatever we say at the time, we play nice, we explain, then the brain overloads and we have to talk. Lucky for her, you *love* to talk ;-) Amd stop the footie talk - I have to put up with that at work every day!

WDKY said...

LOL... I'll pop in say hello next time, NML. Okay, not too much footie...