So Men? It really is raining right?

And you thought I ws just singing a silly song. Its actually raining men people.

Im so popular! Yeah, right. The wrong men at the wrong times for all the wrong reasons. Sigh. Yes I know, havent I come ever so far to know it too?? All these gorgeous gorgeous men, and they all want me. Its good to be me. Until, the me part they want is a me part I dont wanna part with. Then, yes Jayne, it sucks to be me. Sigh again.

First, the What the moment of last night. TXT TXT. Wh's that. Oh. Its Hot Date. Whats he going to get up me now for??? It rains in NSW. A lot. Thats his text. What is that about? Why is even talking to me. I remember very distinctly him telling me how bad a person I was because I usually stayed friends with my exes. Not the husbands, im not friends with them. Who would be? But the others I am friends with. Friendsish really. Im not against having a happy lil chat with them, is about the sum of it. Im not actually having any round for xmas drinks. NOt the point. Why is he even texting me when he quite cleverely *yeah???* dumped me and made me his ex, thus negating any need to have anything at all to do with me? I texts back, yes, it always does where I am. Rain goddess at play. I says. He texts back, yes I have noticed. I says, what can I say, its a gift. NO one else can take an entire state and flood half of it, just be being in it. He says, well stop it I want to enjoy the surf, its been a while. This made me take notice. Hes trying to tell me something here, or bragging. Probably bragging. No. He is trying to tell me something in that, i dont have to tell you anything sort of way men have. Surf? Enjoy it? The man is from the tropics, they dont enjoy surf there, they get eaten by crocs and stung by jelly fish. NO one enjoys the surf there at all. Hes not there is he. Which is what he is trying to tell me. Add to that the nsw mention. OH dear god hes here somewhere. STalker alert. Stalker alert. So I txts back, You are in nsw? He says, *insert name of town he is in up the road from you rd, quite a way up the road but up the road none the less*. I didnt txt back. Why? Im pissed at him anyway. He argued with me on valentines day. Thats appalling. He is so dumped. OH hang on, I was already so dumped by him, so what the fuck is he doing keepin up a nice lil to and fro with his ex??? This is not his scene at all. Unless I totally dont know th eman, which IM thinking, is possibly the case. Rain factor? Slight drizzzle.

HIM who has to be got rid of today, signs into msn. I tells Jayne right away, that he's signed in and im not gonna answer him he can damn well see how it feels to be left hanging. I know. Im such a bitch. Thats what Jayne said too. No, I couldnt talk to him, else I would have ended up having the conversaton that really ought to be a face to face but has to be a phone to phone as an msn to msn, which would have totally lacked class. And if theres one thing I have in spades its ass. I mean, class. Rain factor? definate drizzle.

Ever so hot friend of 18 years ago? Chattted half the night whereby I had to bribe him but he agreed to be my date for an upcoming wedding in July. Provided of course I havent found anyone to replace him with. Its been 18 years mate, obviously I dont move that fast! Rain factor? Possibly on my parade for saying yes, with a but, so make that Definately raining.

Mr Fabulous. OH dear god how fabulous. You might have noticed my references to fabulous recently. Bless his lil heart, and his big..capacity to have fun. Shut up Jayne. Texted me last night as well. Just remember, it says, I love everything about you, and wait for your return. Ok, call the bureau of meterology, we definately have a flood warning.

And so goes the matter of my manments. Another new word. The moments I have with a man that make me go What the?? I think I need to get laid. Shut up rd. Im inventing far too many words that involve men. Good looking, glorious, gorgeous, heart beating fast type men. Men who are either far too good for me, so they say, or Im far too good for them, so I say. Im not often right, but in this instance, I am.

Thought for the day...Ark, must build one.