I'm scared...think I've got one of those boyfriend things...

Well, let me start from the top. Last time I blogged, I was fancying Lee. I’ll take you back to last weekend.

I skived work on Friday as I had gone out Thursday and got wankered. Cocaine, free booze etc. Really bad. My Mum had called Thursday to tell me she had been in hospital and was diagnosed with arthritis in her spine, hips and knees. I don’t get on particularly well with her (shite presents for Christmas, charging me £250 to help me move house, etc) but all the same, felt a bit upset for her. I vowed I was to take the day off work and go over to see her. Unfortunately when I woke up still drunk, I decided to text both Lee and Matt to see if they wanted to join me on a day session.
Sorry Mum!!

Matt text first saying he had booked the day off for Anglesey (he was meant to be taking me) I’ve not seen him in ages, but now he’s dumped his bird, a mid day bender is ok now. He said he would pick me up at lunch time and we would go for lunch.

Had a shower, shaved, and got dressed. Lee then text back saying he would meet later as he has some work to do. Your loss!

Matt arrived. He is so fit. I wanted to sh*g him there and then. It was really quite awkward at first as I haven’t seen him in a while and I was by this point feeling quite hung over. Made our way to the box in Headingley via his flat. His ex is still living there so felt a bit uneasy even just looking round. It’s very nice though, in a big Victorian building with really cool retro furniture and lovely views. Spotted a Marie Claire on the coffee table which made me feel a bit uneasy, but hey. Oh, and horrible shoes in the hall way.

Got to the box bar in Headingley. Had a chicken wrap and numerous pints of Stella. Felt drunk all over again and things loosened up. We couldn’t keep our hands off each other. Unfortunately his ex works at the same place as him, but it was her last day as she had found another job. It was also her subsequent leaving party that night. He ended up sacking off the leaving party and doing sh*t loads of pills and coke with me, Farida and his mate Dan instead. I had amazing sex too that night.

So there you have it. Ever since he has become my boyfriend. Its official, cos we agreed we were going out when we were p*ssed. I am an eternally single girl, so this is quite weird for me. He doesn’t get on my nerves or under my feet like most men. We are also arranging a mini break to Brighton. This weekend just gone I was in London to see my brother, so we had time apart. Other than that we have seen each other most nights. How scary is that. We even talk on the phone!! Wooo! Had a works do Thursday night and he came to pick me up when it had finished. To make sure I got home ok. All that’s got to happen now is his ex to move out of his flat!!

PS: Matt, brilliant story about the fruit cake!! Laughed out loud at my desk!! Nutter!