fish my wish

so i went to go stay with fishie at the weekend.
as brixxolfest was a bit very boring with its silent disco we went off to the hatchet - this really old pub that was full of yummy rock and rollers, but it was full full full so we decided to leave. i spotted the yummiest of the rock and roll boys across the room - totally my type - looks just like the scandotoy but dresses like my old old pikey boy ex.

i could not believe it when he stopped me on my way out and told me how lovely my tattoos were - so we got talking, and talking, and talking, and talking, then i went off to the loo and we still kept talking - good sign as he coulda made his exit then...then back to fishie's place for a nightcap as it turns out he lives round the corner from him! fishie's place wasn't rocking as much as her and i would have liked so we walked him home.

and i stayed!
it was lovely, all night hugs and cuddles and more, then more in the morning, and the next night he dropped by and stayed. big big love to the fishwhisker for letting me kick her out of her bed for the night, that is true friendship. and now i'm sitting here in london one total smitten kitten as he's coming to visit me for a long long lovely weekend on thursday night.

wow, its happened so soon and i'm trying not to freak out or jinx it so am trying to relax into it and just enjoy it - but it's so damn hard after being so hurt. fingers crossed this one doesn't rip my heart out and stamp on it.

past is present

luckily everyone else was too busy or sick or whatever to see me last night, because i'd forgot i said that i'd meet up with the punkrock ex loverboy as he was in town getting his eyes tested. so we met up in the ship (yes fishwhiskers and foodlebug know it well - where we went for pirate night!) and hung out catching up properly about how just when you think life is sorted and settled it all goes shit again...

...and of course we talked about hepc too as he's finally getting round to dealing with it after 25 years. i guess i'm kinda like is mentor or sponsor or something as i'm the only person he knows that has has it and has been through treatment, so yea we talked long and hard about it and i told him the 2 main things he needs to find out first and now - well next week when he goes to the hospital. i've told him to find out his genotype and get a sonogram of his liver - both asap.

he's going to whipp's cross hospital - does anyone have any experience there?
THANKS IN ADVANCE!!!

i cannot wait...

fishie is coming to stay with me!!!

monday morning back in bed

...but this time because of snow!
and london just seems to be closed.

i must have got the last train back into london from fishie's last night as the fatman i was spposed to have a meeting with this evening is still stuck in yorkshire. got back to a very very very pretty snow covered london - quieter streets than usual and the usual road construction around here meant alot of the sidestreets were untouched...but also meant no buses, and with the victoria line on usual weekend lockdown there was no chance of a nice reunion with the lovely fiance...so my daughter and i had a lovely bottle of wine and got a bit tipsey then joined some strangers on the street for a midnight snowman building competition (photos to follow)

so i'm double prozac'd and in bed working...

...might finally see the fiance if the snow resides and the one tube line that is running still holds!

now is wish i'd just stayed in bristol with fishie though.
miss taking the isis dog for walks - today would be brilliant in this weather!

heppers do soho!

was soooo lovly to have my hepsisters around for the halloween weekend festivities...

but damn if it doesn't show how i'm really not ready or up for the 24/7 lifestylee yet/again!

i'm lucky that i don't have to go see my family in california until xmas so by then hopefully i'll have more strength to just go go go - and also i wont be working fulltime while there so i'll have time to rest when i can.

not that i'm still much of a sleeper!
fishie and i stayed out late on thursday night after the vodka party as we had to pass by the crobar as well on the way back, then came home and talked most of the night away...so i figured i'd go into work around 11 to make up for it, but come 7am BAM wide awake. so i got myself dressed and went...

...but meant i was dragging by the time i saw her and foodlebug friday night.
still it was fun to get dressed up like pirates and wander around soho with the lovely fiance.
altho he's lucky he didn't get punched as he kept forcing people to kiss his blow up parrot!
(that sounds alot dirtier than it actually is, lol)

so yarn shopping was cancelled for us crafty vixens this morning and we spent it on the sofa sipping soya coffees and crocheting. it was like an old friend i'd not seen for a month had stopped by, not someone i really don't remember from my past. i already miss my fishie deeply, but know i'll see her again soon.

i have to as she left a bag of clothes and boots behind!

degrees of seperation...

in the old punker/internet/hepC world it seems like the degrees of separation are quite quite low...

another person that i used to squat with by euston station here in london has contacted me via facebook and it turns out that they were tx'd for hepC 5 years ago and cleared.

which again makes it very interesting, because between fishie, me, and them - that all squated together - out of the 3 of us we have genotypes 1, 2, 3 covered!

weird. weird. weird.

so next week shall be a bit of a reunion week as i'm seeing the person that tracked me down on facebook when they are in town on tues/wed then i have fishie visiting london the rest of the week!

which reminds me that i need to get out of bed and go sort the spareroom out...ugh.

been in bed all morn hunting for a sexy hotel in central central milan.
headin over there to see the black keys and get tattooed in november!