Interlude

I didn't share with you guys....

I needed to try and keep some normalcy in my life right now and Bernie was kind enough to make a date with me :) Why kind? Because she doesn't take a lot of meat in her diet. Actually, neither do I. But we ended up at a Brazlian BBQ place and that meant LOADS of meat.

We ended up at CHIJMES. And this was my view as we sat down..... it was actually a wonderful evening. Gorgeous! Hot, but gorgeous.


That shot turned out rather nice so I walked around a little. Actually, CHIJMES used to be a catholic school. A convent. Our (Bernie and I) sister school, in fact, and it had a pretty chapel which was conserved. Pretty, isn't it?

Anyways, off we went for our meat intake of the year. lol. Brazilian BBQ! Soft, succulent skewers of meat. And! And! And! Most importantly! Sausages! Peppery savoury pork sausages! All in all, a pretty good spread with the salad bar thrown in. Prior to this, I had only been to the one at Sixth Avenue and Carnivore was just as good. And more conveniently located, might I add.

This was taken as we left..... probably about 10PM. The place was closing soon, so people were finishing up their platters.

OOOOoooo..... but in the basement, people were just starting to get stuck into their beers!

We went off to a bar for ice teas after that and...... SOMEONE was focused entirely on sex, that night. So it made the conversation rather lopsided. lol. But fun, nevertheless. :)

I am slowing finding my way back. I sent off a rather angry email when I never got a reply. And that second email was ranty, accusatory and mean. But I was at my lowest, my most heartsick. And apparently the MasterChief got angry because *I* was angry. But I'm sorry! You can't expect me to coo and go Oh Baby, where are you hurting! Not after leaving me alone for 8 fucking months!

So I followed with a calm email explaining why I was so angry. And offered to go to him in the US. But you know what? I never got a reply to that offer.

I am amazed.

No more grief. No more regrets. Just a bitterness and an anger that almost 3 years of a relationship gets thrown out the window. I cannot believe he loves me enough to want to "save" me. It's looking more and more like an out for him and I'm bitterly BITTERLY disappointed. I desperately want to believe differently but the lack of communication is .... well..... really forcing me to take things in a certain light.

Life goes on, oh yes it does. I think I've been shown where I stand now and I'm fine with it. The slow burn of anger and disappointment is the fuel which propels me onwards and upwards.

Enough of this shit, life is too short!