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Wednesday Jun 27, 2012

My sister Sabine called me yesterday. In amongst the general catch up she told me, “All of those boyfriend sappy posts you blog about? Cut that shit out.”

Being the younger sister my natural reaction to being told by her what to do is “Get fuuuuuucked.”

She was only kidding, she is my biggest awesomest cheerleader in the world, is really happy for me and is my team mate in the crazy family known as the Antilogy’s.

But I also get it, i hate that shit. Only a delicate little line separates that from going on bike rides with your partner wearing matching monogrammed tracksuits.

But you know, I’ve been single forever. I’ve been involved with emotional unavailable guys, emotionally unstable guys, married guys (unaware) and with guys who didn’t seem to like me all that much despite saying differently.

The relationship trifecta of right person at the right place with the right timing is sheer fucking luck. You can try and help things along but if you don’t have all of the luck gods working in your favour to provide all 3 you’re stuffed.

So yes, even though I unashamedly tried to seduce John on twitter for months (I’m better on the Internet) him being single, ready and digging me at the same time as me being single, ready and digging me was chance and I’m really thankful for that. He’s a great kid and I love his face and could make out with him for days and days.

I’m going to do my best not to fuck it up but despite being horrendously stressed and busy at work I’m really happy and if you occasionally get a ridiculously saccharin post about him then suck it.

I can only promise there won’t be any bike rides in the future, even if I can ride no handed like a boss.


Sunday Jun 24, 2012

Had a big day today, John (the boy) met Beth and DJ over breakfast. Nerve wracking. Luckily, or obviously since he’s lovely, they both thought he was awesome so tick of approval there.

But before that? I met his mother.

John’s Greek and has a great relationship with his mother, so I was terrified. As you guys know I’m not really great with relationships so I’ve never actually met the parents before. Fuck me, I don’t know how people do this.

Also luckily she is just adorable and lovely. I went home with some passion fruit she gave me from her vines, so I’m pretty sure she doesn’t hate me.

Life is pretty busy at the moment. Work is nuts, I went in yesterday because I had so much to do and just needed a few hours of quiet with no meetings or new emails/phone calls to actually do some work. It was great but I don’t want to be doing that all the time, things should settle down a bit in a month or two.

We’re at the start of a 7 year astrological cycle at the moment, so my Dad says anyway. And it’s showing itself in the lives of a lot of people I know. Think about things that were going on in your life around 7 years ago, amd that’s happening again now. People are starting new things, ending old things, suffering from severe stress, there’s just a lot of change going on.

It’s been 6 weeks since Grandma died. I find myself talking about her in present tense sometimes. God, I miss her. She’s left such a gap and I know we were lucky to have her around for 89 years but I would’ve liked her to stay for another few. The visions of her towards the end are fading. I’m remembering more of the fun stuff, of her cheeky and funny self. Of her endless war stories. Of her constantly reciting poetry. Of just sitting with her in her backyard and having a chat. And I’m thankful for that. She was well and vibrant for 99.9% of her life, I’d like to remember that than the 0.1% towards the end when she wasn’t.

Apart from that things are trucking on.

Life’s pretty full and good at the moment.


Who knew?

Friday Jun 15, 2012

Right, so I’ve been away from home for the past few days doing a work project.

It took me 3.5 hours to drive home. In what should have been a 2 hour trip.

I’m tired, it’s been a long day and I just want to be home.

A few minutes from home the boy calls me, he’s waiting on my front door step with dinner he cooked for me and a block of chocolate.

He stays for maybe an hour, we make out and then he heads home leaving me to have a quiet night.

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Who knew boys did this???

I didn’t know they did kind and considerate and thoughtful things.

No, but for serious, no one’s ever done this for me.

This is awesome! As is he.


Normal….

Tuesday Jun 12, 2012

It’s been over a month now since Grandma passed away. Things have gone back to normal which is weird. There’s a gap now with normal for me, I went down to visit Dad on the weekend and stayed at Grandma’s house.

She’s not there anymore. Her home is cold and empty, for a little woman she took up a hell of a lot of space.

The morning after she passed away I was making a cup of tea in her kitchen, having a bit of a cry and her music box in the lounge room started playing. It was a nice feeling. That feeling has gone now, which is sad.

But life has gone on as normal, in fact a couple of good things have happened since then.

Work is going really well. It’s crazy busy with this massive project I’m the technical lead on, this project is a career changer for me and it’s great technology so I’m tired but really enjoying it.

The second?

There’s a boy.

I’d been trying to seduce him for ages on twitter (I give good email.) And surprisingly enough it worked. He’s all kinds of awesome and I think he’s the bees knees. He doesn’t seem to mind me either, which is always a bonus.

So I get to regularly make out with a gorgeous boy, which is all kinds of tops.

Although in my classic smooth style I told him I liked his face. I’m retarded with this stuff.

How’s everyone going?


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