Bizarre Friday

I’m sitting killing some time, post a work social, where I valiantly knocked back two Becks Blue’s (non-alcoholic beer). Listening to Gogol Bordello. Feeling a little weird because my mouth tastes like beer and I’m going to a 12 Step Meeting…

I already almost fainted when someone told me that Becks Blue, according to the internet, has an alcohol percentage per volume of 0.3%. I scrutinized the bottle and convinced by the “0.0%” claim on the label and “all that Moslem writing”, that it was actually ok. The sight of me swanning around with a bottle of beer did alarmed a few supportive colleagues. I’m 50 weeks sober today, so yeah, it’s weird to see me with a beer. 

Someone called me a pushover today. I’m really not. She based this on the fact that I’ve been pretty much stood up by the same guy twice. Am I a pushover? Or do I choose to have some faith in someone when they make plans with me?

Pah.

In the words of Gogol Bordello:

“Start wearing purple, wearing purple
Start wearing purple for me now
All your sanity and wits, they will all vanish
I promise, it's just a matter of time”

This is the life...

Icecream in hand as I reflect on what a fantastic year it has been... travel, spoiling, property buying and personal growth....

I was so spoilt yesterday, we get to go home early today... the sun is shining.... *sigh*