2010-10-04 | 8:17 p.m.
Baffling, baffling, baffling. Some of you may remember (though I'm certain the going ons in my life aren't of vital importance to anyone else!) that in July I was asked out by a very nice barrister from work and we went out a couple of times and then I didn't hear from him again. In my time on this planet I have gone out with people, lost interest in them, had people lose interest in me and *unbelievably* that is just life! If someone decides they aren't keen on me I don't tend to be hellbent on pursuing them regardless. I get over it and continue with whatever other entertaining endeavours are out there.
So we're now in (yikes!) October and the Barrister is in my court this morning for a ten-minute hearing. This is the first time I've seen him since we last went out two-ish months ago. He says hello, is pleasant and asks how I am and I do the same and then take my seat in court and mind my own business. At the end he says he just wants a brief catch up, we talk for a couple of minutes and then he says how it'd be great to go out again.
I reply reasonably taken aback with, 'Oh, I thought you'd lost interest!' which is responded in the negative. I raise my eyebrows quizzically and scuttle back to court for the next matter I was in. That is the end of that.
Now, is any of this remotely in any way normal? I think I already know the answer but any feedback would be hugely appreciated.
I promised pics from the 90s party. I hope you enjoy them.
Background: At a gig we went to on the Wednesday before, I tried to convince this man to give me what would have been the most amazing Timmy Mallett outfit. Result? DECLINED.
Robin plus Furby on the right:
Katy is attacked by Timmy Mallett (which would be me!)
Tori (and me cleaning up a spillage...)
Geri (Jenn) rocks out on a miscellaneous pink car:
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