The Trainer (Or - 还有别的办法吗)
You can do it. The bus-stop is in front of the hotel. I have brought you there before.
Uh huh. Well, thanks for the vote of confidence and for stirring up the stubborn streak of pride. Of course I can do it.
So thank you, and I'm happy that I can release you from the promise entirely. We are free, yippee! Nevermind the injured principles.
Still I need to check out Chinatown, probably on Sunday and the hotel itself.
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Going to a farewell gathering later. Another leaving the country. Why? I don't understand.
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Will be able to meet him on Sunday, since the gathering has been brought forward to today. We'll probably do a quick one, since he knows I'm tired, and I know he's starting work in a new environment for good on Tue, and needs the mental preparation. I suspect this will take place in the late morning, so that frees the rest of the day to explore Chinatown in the name of work. I will most likely be going alone - but if you want to accompany me, let me know.
I hope he doesn't upset or distress me too much, since it's my last precious weekend free (henceforth I will be spending most days and weekends doing the shows - even my eve is spent in studios, all the way after countdown and stuff) and I just want to be happy. Unfortunately, he also reminded me it's his last weekend, equally precious. Whatever.
Anyway even if he ruins my emotional health, I hope it gets perked up on Monday night with another, and then another. I can't think of why I won't be, since deep dimples, as I've confessed, are beginning to have similar effects on me akin to prominent veins.
In any case, as with the trouble with Murphy's men (what will go wrong will go wrong), when I'm still less than ideal happy, there's always throwing myself into work and burying myself as another alternative.
Cultivating a desire to fob off another desire. Through which, you wean yourself off any scarily strong attachment to anyone. Is this brilliant or brainless?
还有别的办法吗?
3 Comments:
I never said you couldn't do it.
Anyway besides work and burying yourself, there is always consumerism.
Dimples... hmm.. I like! mh
then you want to join us for the talk?
i'm sure you are aware Mr Deep Dimples will be there
and beaming away. Very charming one okay :)
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