Hoarse

Fuck me. I woke up this morning and tried to speak, but couldn’t. I haven’t lost my voice per se, but it’s definitely on the husky side, and I can’t speak loudly. My neck is also a little sore, and my hair is gritty with dirt. In a sentence: Daft Punk last night.

I’m not even going to bother explaining- it was just so much fun. Although, my neck and voice, or lack thereof tell me perhaps I was a tad on the exuberant side. Not as exuberant as a certain person I could name though. Ended up converging with a few groups of people, one of which is an ex-workmate. Which is what this post is really about.

This person, let’s call him David, has really never been of interest to me until recently. When I used to work with him, we would cross paths in the break room, and that was about the extent of our interaction. More recently, a friend of mine became pretty good friends with him, and went through a rather, shall we say, infatuated stage with him, which is about the time I started to wonder what it was about him that other females were so attracted to. When I finally met up with him again, one of the first things he said to me after we did the “how are you, what are you up to” etc. was how it was hard for him finding a committed relationship. He said it with utter sincerity, not whiny, not self-indulgent, but with confidence, as if it were their fault they had not committed to him- he who was so willing to open his heart. It was all I could do to not burst out laughing. Although we’d had virtually no contact in the past, and to date, we still don’t/haven’t- if there is one thing I know about him, is that the boy’s a player. After that, I finally got it- he’s a charmer. Quite seriously he is the most charming guy I’ve ever met, in the sense that it’s such an easy charm, an all encompassing charm- disarming and friendly, confident, and non-threatening.

Truly, it’s hard to dislike him, because yes, he is so goddamn charming- but at the same time, I can’t say that I like him particularly. I’m a bit fascinated by what he is, but in terms of his personality, I don’t find him of interest. Which brings me to last night: among the myriad of a bit strange things that occurred, high on the list was the sudden stillness of people around me, who moments before were dancing like maniacs. I turned around trying to work out what was going on- from what I could gather (although I could be wrong, it was dark, and well, rather loud out there) David as a response to some perceived slight had just pissed in a cup and then tossed the contents at ’slighter’. Everyone in our group/s were a bit shocked at what had just happened, some giggled a bit, and then they continued dancing, with a bit of a “well, that’s David for you” type reaction. And that, my friends is David. From what I could tell, he proceeded to spend the rest of the night being by turns extremely friendly to us, and weirdly over aggressive to the strangers around us- whether it was warranted or not I’m not exactly sure- but then he was shall we say, off his head, but nonetheless well loved by everyone. Clearly, it pays to be charming.

God, now that I think about it, he reminds me loosely (very loosely) of my brother… Also, I can’t decide if I want to go out tonight or just have a quiet night in. Someone tell me what to do! I especially can’t decide, because I have this feeling that I’ve made two vague sets of plans, which would be fine, except I can’t remember what the second set is, thus unable to cancel vaguely. Helping me remember would help also. Cheers