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<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><id>tag:winterstar.blog.co.uk,2009-11-12:/</id><title>There's nowhere far enough away from here...</title><link rel="self" href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/feed/atom/posts/"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/"/><generator version="1.0">MokoFeed</generator><updated>2009-11-12T20:51:08+01:00</updated><entry><id>tag:winterstar.blog.co.uk,2007-03-13:/2007/03/13/mr_mcavoy~1895277/</id><title>Mr McAvoy</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/2007/03/13/mr_mcavoy~1895277/"/><author><name>winterstar</name></author><published>2007-03-13T08:49:21+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T14:42:42+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I met my friend Emma after work last night, we had some food then went to the cinema. I had let her choose the film out the selection of ones I hadn't already seen! &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So we saw Ghost Rider. What a pile of poo that was. Well I would say 4 out of 10 for comedy value. What is Nicolas Cage doing in such a terrible film?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Anyway, on Sunday I went to see Becoming Jane. Not that great by any stretch - as it did somewhat drag. However I still found myself blubbing in parts. It was so sad! James McAvoy is rapidly becoming my actor of choice as well, following on from The Last King of Scotland in which he should have been Oscar nominated along with Whittaker. Anyway, Mr McAvoy produces what I honestly believe is the best screen kiss for some considerable time in Becoming Jane. Wow. I think I have a very little crush of the Colin Firth as Mr Darcy proportions.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/2007/03/13/mr_mcavoy~1895277/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:winterstar.blog.co.uk,2007-03-11:/2007/03/11/the_highs_and_lows_of_internet_dating~1888231/</id><title>The highs and lows of internet dating</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/2007/03/11/the_highs_and_lows_of_internet_dating~1888231/"/><author><name>winterstar</name></author><published>2007-03-11T23:32:28+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T23:34:03+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;So, the boyfriend was a nice bloke, and was pleased to see that he seems really into my sister.  Don't know why, the annoying pain in the neck that she is...  But that is just my view!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I had to spend the evening with my friend last night.  Well, I say 'had to', it was not compulsory but I kind of felt obliged as it was her birthday the day before and I like to do my bit.  She's a single Mom, looking for love etc etc, so as her present I paid for her to join a dating site.  &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;We then spent the latter half of the evening - after eating Chinese take away and watching a cheesy rom-com - searching for men for her on the net.  I found it a fascinating process.  I mean, I know what kind of guy I am interested in, but have never searched with someone else before, if you don't count when you have a look for fun with one of your friends.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Justine went straight for the trendy looking type, never as much as glancing at anyone I myself would have liked.  She then zoned straight in on the bit that says how much the fella earns.  I prefer it when the subject selects 'no answer' for that - if they put £150,000 a year then they are just asking for someone after their money.  Why is that question even on there?  One site has low, medium or high which is OK as I think it's in your head then - one person's high is another person's low depending on their expectations.  I actually think putting such a high figure down, true or not, is just showing off!  Maybe they say they earn that much to attract the kind of WAG meal ticket hunter type?  Or they are saying 'don't bother with me unless you are stacked?' - oh look, I have gone off on one!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Justine wants to be swept off her feet by someone who is interested in genuninely.  I think she is better looking for a 'normal' guy.  Maybe it's me.  Not like I have had a lot of luck to date is it?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Example of my bad luck:&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;On of my recent dates sounded good on paper, but when I met him he stank of that musty kind of back of an old armchair smell (not sure if that will mean anything to anyone?!) to the point that I struggled not to gag - yuck, and he seemed to not have cleaned his teeth for 20 years.  So even though he was a nice bloke, if you discount boring and talked about his Nan and dogs far too much, there was no way I was ever going there again.  &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Let's just hope Justine finds what she is looking for.
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/2007/03/11/the_highs_and_lows_of_internet_dating~1888231/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:winterstar.blog.co.uk,2007-03-09:/2007/03/09/my_weekend_is_planned~1875584/</id><title>My weekend is planned...</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/2007/03/09/my_weekend_is_planned~1875584/"/><author><name>winterstar</name></author><published>2007-03-09T17:23:10+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T17:23:10+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Right, well I am just over an hour away from meeting the BF of the Sis.  She has told me not to wear high heels (like I EVER wear heels anyway!) as he is apparently short, and to be on my best behaviour and not be scruffy!!  Great!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I bet he is actually OK - she is just being a right old drama queen.  I have to be nice - he could be future brother in law after all.  I'm actually a bit nervous - more than I have been on recent blind date efforts in fact.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I'm going to have to drag it out before we go for dinner if I can - a few of us went out for lunch and I am still full up!  &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Wonder if can get it all done and be home for 8ish.  Early night, up early, clean house, handy man coming round to sort out shower, Justine coming round for evening...  Must get birthday card for Justine on way home...
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/2007/03/09/my_weekend_is_planned~1875584/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:winterstar.blog.co.uk,2007-03-08:/2007/03/08/for_the_sake_of_it~1868968/</id><title>For the sake of it?</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/2007/03/08/for_the_sake_of_it~1868968/"/><author><name>winterstar</name></author><published>2007-03-08T15:00:32+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T15:00:32+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;My sister has been going on at me for a couple of weeks ago about getting round to meeting her new boyfriend.  For some reason I can't quite fathom - I am totally not interested!  I think it may be to do with the fact that she was really keen on one guy last year and it all went wrong and he has now just replaced him with another internet date man - I feel like I have been here before.  &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Also, the way she sold the invite to meet him to me was a little unflattering - she wanted me to bring someone else with me as it would be 'weird' being the three of us.  Great.  It's not like I don't have it hammered home most days about how single I am!  I really don't need it from my sister.  &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The last week or so has really made me feel uber single - such as I have been invited on holiday in July - it would be three other couples and me.  Great.  How to make yourself feel like a real billy-no-mates on your hols.  I'm not going, which is a shame as I would love a week in Ireland, but I just know I will feel miserable.  I asked my male friend Iain to come but he was horrified at the thought of a week in the company of one of the husbands - Steve.  I'm not that fond of Steve either, but he is married to my friend so what can you do?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Anyway - back to my sister and her new bloke...  Am meeting them tomorrow night for dinner - just the three of us.  I hope I get my social hat back on before then, as if I have a cob on I will give a really bad impression.  I'm still not interested in meeting him, but who can turn down food at The Green Room - mmm - hummus bagels!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I suppose I worry that my sister is suffering from 'for the sake of it' rather than genuine lurve for this bloke.  The whole 'for the sake of it' thing really worries me for my own sake - how can that ever last if you do get suckered into it anyway?  Oh dear.
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/2007/03/08/for_the_sake_of_it~1868968/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:winterstar.blog.co.uk,2007-03-07:/2007/03/07/ugly_brum~1862504/</id><title>Ugly Brum</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/2007/03/07/ugly_brum~1862504/"/><author><name>winterstar</name></author><published>2007-03-07T14:20:41+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T14:20:41+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I really need a new job, though obviously not at the Vegan Society!  The only good thing about my current job is the panoramic view over Birmingham City Centre from my 16th floor window.  That is not a reason to stay working somewhere!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Birmingham is pretty ugly anyway.
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/2007/03/07/ugly_brum~1862504/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:winterstar.blog.co.uk,2007-03-07:/2007/03/07/veggie_delights~1862377/</id><title>Veggie delights</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/2007/03/07/veggie_delights~1862377/"/><author><name>winterstar</name></author><published>2007-03-07T14:02:38+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T14:02:38+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;The Vegan Society are moving to Brum - so I thought I might apply for a job with them.  That would be like my dream job!  However they sent me the info, and bearing in mind they want a graduate, the salary wil be about £14,000!  Forget it.  I can't live on that.  Not that am a high earner by any means, but who can live alone, pay a mortgage and all the bills on £14,000?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Shame though, that would have been heaven.
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/2007/03/07/veggie_delights~1862377/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:winterstar.blog.co.uk,2007-03-07:/2007/03/07/mrs_moody~1862353/</id><title>Mrs Moody</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/2007/03/07/mrs_moody~1862353/"/><author><name>winterstar</name></author><published>2007-03-07T13:59:01+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T13:59:01+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I am in a really good mood today.  Not sure if it has anything to do with these barley supplement things I started taking today.  Apaprently they help with blood sugar, which hopefully will mean that I won't be nodding off at my desk at 3pm.  &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Barley things were given to me by my nutritionist.  I've decided to tackle my semi depression by looking at what I eat rather than attributing it to all my 'issues' - I don't want my life ruled by the fact that some bitch picked on my when I was 15, or by the fact that my parents never thought I would aspire to anything etc etc.  Those things will always be there, but the fact that I have been flat as a pancake lately seems to coincide with me eating a lot of cake - which then triggered off me wanting to eat a lot more cake etc - then it was the rocky road to moody me.  I'm not the healthiest veggie on the planet!
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/2007/03/07/mrs_moody~1862353/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:winterstar.blog.co.uk,2007-03-07:/2007/03/07/mrs_liar~1861251/</id><title>Mrs Liar</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/2007/03/07/mrs_liar~1861251/"/><author><name>winterstar</name></author><published>2007-03-07T10:18:24+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T13:51:28+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Sometimes I really lie to myself.  Like convincing myself that I was going to cut Tom out of my life completely.  I'm not.  I like his company - best to let the friendship run it's course whichever way.  Prepare self for extreme jealousy if he meets someone - but until then...  I've kind of resigned myself to the situation anyway now, so no point in cutting of my nose is there?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Short guy never called, so I didn't have to deal with that one.  On one hand - why didn't he call, what is wrong with me?!  However, also a sense of relief as I don't know if I could get over the missing inches!!  Ha.
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/2007/03/07/mrs_liar~1861251/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:winterstar.blog.co.uk,2007-03-04:/2007/03/04/title~1844040/</id><title>Howling at the moon</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/2007/03/04/title~1844040/"/><author><name>winterstar</name></author><published>2007-03-04T13:18:32+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T10:19:10+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I spent half of last night in my friends garden clutching a cup of coffee watching the moon.  How fantastic was the eclipse?  I love the night sky.  It makes you feel so insignificant.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I'm turning a corner today.  Screw men and all their shit.  In particular screw Tom.  I'm going bonkers here.  I'm still getting messages from Sean wanting to see me again, in the meantime I have had that date with Mr 'I wanna hold your hand' and he keeps texting me, then I had another date with a nice guy last week, who said he would call but hasn't so far - but my dilemma with him is that he is rather short and I like tall - but that's so shallow!  Let's see if he calls before I start throwing out the one pair of high heels I own!  &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Tom can feck off now.  What a good friend I am, how easy I am to talk to, how lovely it is to make me feel all this stuff for nothing, right Tom?  Well I'm knocking you on the head.  I can't move on with my life with you around distracting me.  You will never hear from me again, and you will hopefully wonder what became of me - though I doubt that will last when you meet Little Miss Perfect and skip off into the sunset.  It breaks my heart, but I have to practice a little self protection here, it hurts like hell and I want it to stop.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;To top it all off though, there is my actual 'stalker' to deal with.  I've had my head in the sand for a while with this guy.  The feelings he has for me are totally out of proportion to what he actually knows about me and he's scaring me.  Yesterday I came home and there was a gift through my door from him.  I don't like him, I want him to go away!
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/2007/03/04/title~1844040/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:winterstar.blog.co.uk,2007-02-09:/2007/02/09/confused~1712215/</id><title>Confused?</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/2007/02/09/confused~1712215/"/><author><name>winterstar</name></author><published>2007-02-09T21:19:37+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T13:10:29+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I've been in hiding.  My life is so messed up at the moment!  The love life is the main problem, lack of it or whatever.  &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The problem of the two men solved itself when I gave Sean the heave ho - totally unreliable and full of pathetic excuses.  Tom is still on the scene, but the more time I spend with him the more I fall for him, but he sees me as a friend, not that the matter has come up in the last few weeks.  Do you think this will ever change or is it really a case of 'he's just not that into you'!?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;In an endeavour to get Tom out of my head I went on a date with another man - what a tangled web.  This one was called Justin.  Boring and yam yam, and those were his good points.  Yet I felt guilty when he wanted to go out again for some reason - so went out with him last night.  He was trying to hold me hand over the table and then he jumped me in the car park.  I just didn't want him near me, so I won't be doing that again.  All I could think was 'Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom, Tom'.  &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So I guess diversionary tactics are not going to work with Tom - and will I ever be able to give someone else a chance whilst my head is full of him?  I think I will knock this dating other men on the head for a while.  &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I am really mad about him though!  I feel like a schoolgirl.
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/2007/02/09/confused~1712215/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:winterstar.blog.co.uk,2007-01-15:/2007/01/15/wentworth_is_back~1559156/</id><title>Wentworth is back!</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/2007/01/15/wentworth_is_back~1559156/"/><author><name>winterstar</name></author><published>2007-01-15T21:10:32+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T21:10:32+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Tonight is good. Tonight is the return of Prison Break. I am very happy at the prospect!&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/2007/01/15/wentworth_is_back~1559156/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:winterstar.blog.co.uk,2007-01-15:/2007/01/15/movies~1557298/</id><title>Movies</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/2007/01/15/movies~1557298/"/><author><name>winterstar</name></author><published>2007-01-15T13:57:24+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T13:57:24+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I've watched a couple of films over the weekend.  &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Saturday I went to see White Noise 2 - The Light for the very shallow reason that Nathan 'Firefly' Fillion is in it and I love him.  White Noise 1 was rubbish and I would not have bothered to see this if NF was not in it.  It was pretty bad.  &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Starbuck from Battlestar Galactica was in WN2 as well.  BG is my current box set that I am working through, am into series 2 episode 5.  I missed it on Sky, so am catching up to then get on with series 3.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Second film was 'The Assanination of Richard Nixon' which I watched as it was lent to me by Tom and I want to show willing.  The film did not appeal to me at all but I must admit to really enjoying it - the presence of Sean Penn probably clinched it, he really is a great actor.  You really believe he is the character.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I will NOT being going to see Rocky Balboa - as if that plot is realistic!
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/2007/01/15/movies~1557298/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:winterstar.blog.co.uk,2007-01-15:/2007/01/15/kiss_kiss~1557223/</id><title>Kiss kiss</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/2007/01/15/kiss_kiss~1557223/"/><author><name>winterstar</name></author><published>2007-01-15T13:45:22+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T13:45:22+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Well, it really is a mess.  I think it might have to be the sperm bank for me at this rate.  It would be preferable, not having to share my life with someone who thinks that ornamental Laurel and Hardy figurines are nice (Sean's house was full of them!), or with someone who has a bigger computer desk than sofa (Tom).&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Not that man is just sperm - don't want to give wrong impression!  I honestly don't just want a baby, I want to be in love and not have to shoulder everything on my own.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Anyway, spent all day with Sean yesterday in his freezing cold house, surrounded by the aforementioned figurines, but no attempt was made at my virtue!  Yet still he wants to go out again, so he must like me.  It might be my vibes, what with me being semi in love with Tom and all that.  If Sean just kissed me then I it might all happen...  &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I can't make the first move, am following Regency Rules of dating.
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/2007/01/15/kiss_kiss~1557223/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:winterstar.blog.co.uk,2007-01-11:/2007/01/11/the_general_crapness_of_being~1541469/</id><title>The general crapness of being</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/2007/01/11/the_general_crapness_of_being~1541469/"/><author><name>winterstar</name></author><published>2007-01-11T13:59:08+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T13:59:08+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;How did I get to the age I am being so useless when it comes to the opposite sex?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Probably because I have suffered from lack of confidence for pretty much the whole of my life in that department, stemming from being overweight and picked on at school which just transferred to the love life and kind of stuck.  Have long enjoyed bags of confidence in other areas of my life.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Thus my dilemma last night.  Went to cinema with Sean.  This must be our 5/6th date.  He still has not kissed me!  Does this mean he doesn't like me?  He wants to see me again...  Should I kiss him?  I don't know if I can!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;On the other hand, am kind of glad it's not moving at all fast as I cannot clear Tom out of my head.  Of course he is not going to clear out while we are being 'friends' - so should I knock it on the head and not be friends and not have him in my life, as despite the friends thing I find myself liking him more every time I see him.  &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I also like Sean more each time - but the two of them are such polar opposites... Oh heck! &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/2007/01/11/the_general_crapness_of_being~1541469/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:winterstar.blog.co.uk,2007-01-09:/2007/01/09/night_night~1535534/</id><title>Night night</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/2007/01/09/night_night~1535534/"/><author><name>winterstar</name></author><published>2007-01-09T23:00:17+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T23:08:52+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Is it sad to go to bed this early?  The wind kep me awake last night and now it seems calm outside, time to hit the sack I feel...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Am secretly chuffed though, I was playing it cool with Tom, not emailing him first - lo and behold he has mailed me.  Admittedly no declaration of affection, but the fact that he has mailed me says a lot.  Still, am not going to reply tonight...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Am out with Sean tomorrow night anyway.  Let's see where this goes - both of them that is...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Do you think this is because I am of the Bridget Jones generation all of a sudden?  Tick tick tick.
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/2007/01/09/night_night~1535534/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:winterstar.blog.co.uk,2007-01-09:/2007/01/09/morrissey_to_do_eurovision~1532993/</id><title>Morrissey to do Eurovision?!</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/2007/01/09/morrissey_to_do_eurovision~1532993/"/><author><name>winterstar</name></author><published>2007-01-09T14:03:27+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T14:03:27+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Can it be true?  &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/entertainment/6244153.stm"&gt;http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/entertainment/6244153.stm&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/2007/01/09/morrissey_to_do_eurovision~1532993/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:winterstar.blog.co.uk,2007-01-09:/2007/01/09/boogie_woogie~1532967/</id><title>Boogie woogie</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/2007/01/09/boogie_woogie~1532967/"/><author><name>winterstar</name></author><published>2007-01-09T13:59:23+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T13:59:23+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I went salsa dancing last night with some friends.  I was quite a reluctant participant it has to be said - I've heard these salsa things can be some kind of pulling event rather than the dancing being the prime motive.  &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Ten minutes in to my beginners class I was HATING it and was plotting my escape thinking maybe I could hide out in the loo until the end of the class.  Luckily I miraculously started to remember the steps, and after that I really rather enjoyed it.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You have to dance with loads of different people, and some of the men were clearly there hoping to hook up with the laydees, but that didn't detract from the dancing.  The worst thing about it is that you have to hold the hand and shoulder of your dancing partner, and one of the men had horrible cold and clammy hands.  I felt the immediate need to go and wash after dancing with him - vile!  &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I have no rhythm whatsoever though.  I would go as far as saying I am rather stiff when it comes to dancing.  Good exercise, quite good fun and I have learnt a new skill - well a few steps of one anyway.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Keep busy keep busy, stops me from obsessing over other things...
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/2007/01/09/boogie_woogie~1532967/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:winterstar.blog.co.uk,2007-01-08:/2007/01/08/the_men_in_my_life~1528996/</id><title>The men in my life</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/2007/01/08/the_men_in_my_life~1528996/"/><author><name>winterstar</name></author><published>2007-01-08T13:59:01+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T13:59:01+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;One of my colleagues has joined a dating website, which prompted a discussion of the pros and cons of the internet dating thing.  Naturally this led to recaps over my recent efforts to meet someone and the dates I have been on.  &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Beginning in August...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Bloke 1 - Chris - fishing bore, broadest yam-yam on the planet, drank and drove - mutual lack of contact after two dates.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Bloke 2 - David - wore braces, talked about ex-wife too much, lived with parents at 38 - mutual lack of contact after one date.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Bloke 3 - Rick - interesting on paper but in person had a charisma by-pass, took me to old man pub - kept calling me but had to Dear John after 1 date.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Bloke 4 - John - got on well on email but in person had absolutely nothing to say - though did go on second date to account for nerves, left me to get train home late in dark even though he had to drive past station I was parked at - didn't bother to Dear John just ignored (v rude but the thought of even DJing him bored me!)&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Bloke 5 - Nick - asked me on a date after only a couple of emails and decided to get it over with as spent much time emailing previous lot only to be disappointed, bad move - this was the worst of the lot, was like getting blood out of stone, 38 years old but lived with mother and sister and had never moved out, never went anywhere, had no hobbies and worse still no musical taste at all as in did not like music - I went home at half 9 saying was tired - no surprise never heard off him again!  Oh, and he insulted me by saying he never emailed the attractive women on the dating website as they wouldn't email him back!!!  Charmed.  I know I'm no oil painting but am not awful either, just normal.  How rude.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Bloke 6 - Sean - still seeing him.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Bloke 7 - Tom - still seeing him.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;It's a minefield it really is!
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/2007/01/08/the_men_in_my_life~1528996/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:winterstar.blog.co.uk,2007-01-08:/2007/01/08/grumpy_me~1528085/</id><title>Grumpy... ME?</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/2007/01/08/grumpy_me~1528085/"/><author><name>winterstar</name></author><published>2007-01-08T09:14:49+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T09:14:49+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Busy weekend.  Well the day times anyway.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Sean blew me out again - he's up to his neck having his kitchen refitted or some such DIY related task.  We are on for Wednesday anyway and he has called me a few times over the weekend.  I find my fondness for him is growing.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Tom on the other hand - let's see - we went for a long long walk together yesterday followed by a cuppa back at his.  I love his company - I find him absolutely fascinating, so geeky - I love that!  He did go off on a long waffle about how blokes are not very in touch with their feelings and don't know what they want until it is on top of them, but I took that loosely as he is not the kind of man who would be saying that as some kind of code to tell me something.  Will keep on in there, see what happens.  &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I really don't like this confusion though, having feelings for two people.  I have had a love life drought for about 4 years and now I have more men than I know what to do with!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Other than all this, which is not my whole life by any means, I also went for another walk round the Wyre Forest on Saturday, in the rained, armed with camera, with my friend Amanda.  I actually love walking in the rain, hardly anyone around when it is raining...  This is what I hate about heading off out into the countryside for a walk in nice weather, the fact that everyone else does the same.  People everywhere!  Ruining my landscape pictures and being noisy.  Too many people.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I don't like people much.  Does this make me grumpy old woman?
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/2007/01/08/grumpy_me~1528085/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:winterstar.blog.co.uk,2007-01-05:/2007/01/05/title~1517135/</id><title>Round and round we go...</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/2007/01/05/title~1517135/"/><author><name>winterstar</name></author><published>2007-01-05T14:22:00+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T09:18:00+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Oh dear, following my return to being a one man woman this morning I am back to being a two man one as Sean has been in touch saying he still wants to see me - so square one here we come again!
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/2007/01/05/title~1517135/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:winterstar.blog.co.uk,2007-01-05:/2007/01/05/then_there_was_one~1516395/</id><title>Then there was one...</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/2007/01/05/then_there_was_one~1516395/"/><author><name>winterstar</name></author><published>2007-01-05T09:24:51+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T09:24:51+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Too busy to blog - that's my exciting life!  Unfortunately not busy having fun - busy working long hours at work and making a duty-ish visit to a depressed friend.  Said friend probably wishes I hadn't bothered after I kind of had a go at her to shame her into doing something...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I think my two man dilemma is over with.  Had some half hearted texts off Sean as we are meant to be going out tonight - sort of non committed ones - then heard nothing for ages.  So called him but he did not answer.  Am thinking he has gone off me - which I can live with but would be nice if he just said he doesn't want to see me again.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Rules of internet dating!!  They are different I know - but after a few dates and some kind of friendship between us - you would think he would want to tell me the deal rather than just ignoring me.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;That's it anyway - I will contact him no more unless I hear from him.  I am not chasing.
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/2007/01/05/then_there_was_one~1516395/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:winterstar.blog.co.uk,2007-01-02:/2007/01/02/argh~1504931/</id><title>Argh!!</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/2007/01/02/argh~1504931/"/><author><name>winterstar</name></author><published>2007-01-02T14:10:20+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T14:10:20+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;It's not my day today.  First a coffee delay, now O2 are messing me about.  They disconnected me by mistake, then say it will take 24 hours to get put back on.  Called them to complain and got the most disinterested call centre adviser person I have ever encountered who finally said, after being no help whatsoever, 'is there anything I can help you with?' to which I replied 'no thank you, seeing as you have been pretty useless so far, goodbye!' - or words to that effect.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So now my phone is out of action.  I might be expecting important calls!
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/2007/01/02/argh~1504931/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:winterstar.blog.co.uk,2007-01-02:/2007/01/02/satisfaction_is_mine~1503975/</id><title>Satisfaction is mine</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/2007/01/02/satisfaction_is_mine~1503975/"/><author><name>winterstar</name></author><published>2007-01-02T09:23:19+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T09:23:19+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Am now in possession of a large soya milk latte.  The world is right again.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;First thing my colleague Gray said to me this morning after the usual 'how was your Christmas?' patter was that he has just joined up to Dating Direct.  Apparently our mutual ex colleague and he had a drink over Christmas and she told him that she was doing it, and that she had done it because I had, thus he was going to have a go!  &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Gray is the fussiest bloke I know though, he won't settle for anything less than perfect - so this should be an interesting one to watch!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;At least am not alone - but am not so happy that the world and his wife knows I have been trawling the net for lurve!!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Well, not trawling exactly, more like browsing.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/2007/01/02/satisfaction_is_mine~1503975/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:winterstar.blog.co.uk,2007-01-02:/2007/01/02/flagging_already~1503938/</id><title>Flagging already</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/2007/01/02/flagging_already~1503938/"/><author><name>winterstar</name></author><published>2007-01-02T08:57:40+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T08:57:40+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I got into work just after 7am today, got rather a lot to do and not a lot of time to do it in.  Needed a coffee to kick start me, so went to Eat - closed!  Costa - closed!  Even the skanky sandwich shop round the corner - the last resort - was  closed.  It's January 2nd - business as normal - GET ME MY COFFEE!!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I get grouchy if I don't get a coffee by this point.  I drove in today so didn't pass the usual coffee stop.  I can drive on auto pilot without a coffee, but I am now feeling the effects.  Hmm, maybe should announce a New Year detox and not have one?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;No, am going to have to go back out - not having any evil coffee from the machine.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/2007/01/02/flagging_already~1503938/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:winterstar.blog.co.uk,2007-01-01:/2007/01/01/two_timer~1502919/</id><title>Two-timer</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/2007/01/01/two_timer~1502919/"/><author><name>winterstar</name></author><published>2007-01-01T22:26:39+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T22:26:39+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I'm such a hussy.  I've made a date for Friday night with Sean, and am off out with Tom on Sunday.  Am hoping Tom will suddenly fall in love with me maybe - but if not a nice long walk will do me the world of good.  Tom grew on me, I can grow on him...?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;It will be my fifth date with Sean though, which means I might need to either do something about him or stop seeing him soon.  Had better plonk a big kiss on his lips and see if the fireworks go off...
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/2007/01/01/two_timer~1502919/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:winterstar.blog.co.uk,2007-01-01:/2007/01/01/a_new_year_is_it_a_new_start~1500643/</id><title>A new year - is it a new start?</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://winterstar.blog.co.uk/2007/01/01/a_new_year_is_it_a_new_start~1500643/"/><author><name>winterstar</name></author><published>2007-01-01T12:43:29+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T12:43:29+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Right then, blogging.  Done it before, stopped about 6 months back for a combination of reasons that may or may not get mentioned on here at some point.  Am ready to get back on the blogging bike so to speak, so here I am.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I'm at my house, cup of coffee to one side, packet of ginger nut biscuits on the other.  Feels like a Sunday, although it's actually Monday and half the nation are probably still asleep following a bit of partying last night.  My friend Simon is still asleep upstairs in the spare room after we had an evening of Chinese food, wine and Wonder Woman.  &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Cam e down this morning to investigate a loud crash only to find the cats had upended the Christmas tree.  Not bad going really as I was going to take it down later, and this is the first time they have been near it.  &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Anyway, all of that is jus trivia.  I am more concerned now with the year ahead.  Finally - a new start.  Which is kind of odd really as you can make a new start any day really, why does it have to wait until January 1st?  Honestly, it doesn't really, but it will hopefully make everything feel a little newer.  I have had an awful 2006, and crappy 2005 and a nightmare 2004 - this is the year I get everything right and start my life on the track I want to be on.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I hope.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;2004 - Dad got lung cancer and died 3 days before Christmas.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;2005 - Newly bereaved and trying to exist day to day.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;2006 - Thought was getting self back to normal but got burgled - twice.  Started to feel trapped in own home.  Sold up, but that took forever - so basically 9 months of the years were just very stressful and I was not myself.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I am me again now.  Although during 2006 I did manage to do positive activity - like losing a hell of a lot of weight, gaining some confidence back and I began internet dating - which whilst a positive move in many ways, has also been something of a disaster, but mainly in a comedy fashion.  Who would think it was such a minefield?!
&lt;/p&gt;
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