Been asleep for like... too many hours... vaguely woke up at 4am after having the *right* amount of sleep... then fell asleep again and woke up at 9am to lovely texts from randomChicken(tm) and finally hauled my arse out of bed, to be confronted by a pretty mid-twenties painter, painting my door as I opened it. Needless to say he looked a little stunned to see me wandering out of the door he was painting in just tight boxers. My plans for this weekend are just fuxxored. I was going to see an ex from last year, and now, I’m going to see a different ex from last year, that was from around the same timeframe... it’s making my mind hurt... the space time continium... she just cannie take it captin! Sunday will be interesting though, meeting Jason, pretty actor-type who lives down the road... we’re gonna crash in Soho square weather permitting :o) Things with Ste have been a little odd, he did the whole “where do we stand” thing this week, and my response was very much “102.2 miles from each other, and we’ve only known each other two weeks”... he’s not so comfortable with the whole idea that I might be out meeting other people, and I understand where he’s coming from. I’m *immensely* shit at the whole jealously thing. Giant panty demons.