28/09/05

Che Fu texted D and wanted to ‘hook up’ for a wee bit more than one could consider appropriate for a man with kid and partner. Then I was at a gallery with D and she sold a painting of hers and got real good money for it, and all mine sold (cheaply) apart from the horse one, but it had a stuck-on clown face on it (with felt mouth and eyes, and pom pom for a nose) and I thought ‘oh sweet, they’ve all sold apart from my sh*t clown one’ and then I thought ‘waaaait a minute...! I never did a clown one!’ Someone had stuck a face on my horse one.
L had come home with a new girlfriend from Ireland, TV journalist, kept talking about all the awards she had won. We were in kai Iwi, I had a dog, and I kept going, ‘cool, great, wow’ and not even caring. Then I met her lying on a couch inside, tiny, blonde bob, ordinary. Then I bailed L up outside for why he just never replied or wanted anything to do with me when I treated him the same as all my friends. I asked what did he expect?