i had a fabulous time last night. the transit lounge at the metro is a tiny venue with a few tables/chairs, some comfy old couches and a small bar. the first band were a bit ordinary but the second support band, 'the morning after girls', were fabulous (and cute!). the panics were brilliant. worth the wait to see them live and they have a new cd coming out soon - yeah! i had a few drinks and a bit of a dance and am a bit deafened - i've forgotten how loud live music can be. miss e and i have decided to try and see some live music more often. the m.a. girls are playing next friday at the hopetoun, so we might just go along and see them again (for the music of course, not just because they are cute young men...)
today has taken a very interesting turn. 1977 crush man called this morning. we talked on the phone for an hour and then he dropped in to visit me on his way home from work. i know it might seem a bit odd to allow a relative stranger into my house, but as soon as i heard his voice, i knew it was the same sweet man i had a fabulous relationship with 25 years ago. it was so nice to see him and catch up on what has happened in all those years. he is 50 now but has aged well. i can still see the handsome young man he was back then and his voice is pretty much the same. at first, we were both a bit nervous but ended up sitting on my couch for 2.5 hours gasbagging and reminding each other of people and places and things. i felt like the years had slipped away and i was 17 again. he was even kind enough to say that i didn't look any different from when we went out together - he always was a sweet talker. we've swapped email addresses now and will definitely keep in touch.
anyway, i'm off to have some breakfast/lunch - it's nearly half past four and i've been too nervous to eat but now my stomach is grumbling...
