Dyke Tales

Like that TV show about lesbians but on the internet and with even more (dyke) drama

Tuesday December 30, 2008

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Only one more day left in 2008 to look back, luckily for disastrous amateurs of the big L.O.V.E. there are other things to reflect on than on heartbreak and Where It All Went Wrong, such as my favourite songs of the year.

01. Human – The Killers
02. Now I Know – Theresa Andersson
03. The Purgatory Line – Drive-By Truckers
04. Magic Doors – Portishead
05. Somebody’s Everything – Dolly Parton
06. Tiger Mountain Peasant Song – Fleet Foxes
07. Blind – Hercules and Love Affair
08. Up! – M83
09. A&E – Goldfrapp
10. Words – Guillemots
11. Little Bit – Lykke Li
12. You Cheated Me – Martha Wainwright
13. Out Of Our Heads – Sheryl Crow
14. Librarian – My Morning Jacket
15. The Re-Arranger – Mates of State
16. Everyone – Uh Huh Her
17. Guilt – The Long Blondes
18. Many Shades Of Black – The Raconteurs
19. You’ll Find A Way (Switch and Sinden remix) – Santogold
20. One Day Like This – Elbow
21. Ready For The Floor – Hot Chip
22. The Age Of The Understatement – The Last Shadow Puppets
23. Black & Gold – Sam Sparro
24. Walcott – Vampire Weekend 
25. William’s Blood – Grace Jones
26. Cheap and Cheerful – The Kills
27. In My Arms – Kylie Minogue 
28. That’s Not My Name – The Ting Tings
29. You Want The Candy – The Raveonettes 
30. Give It 2 Me – Madonna

 

Sunday December 28, 2008

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I love Roxy Music, I love Grace Jones and I love Kylie. Grace Jones and Kylie both covered Roxy Music’s Love Is The Drug and guess what:  Kylie is the one who didn’t change the only ’she’ in the lyrics into ‘he’! Respect.

Kylie does it better.

I also love Morrissey and Marianne Faithfull and on her latest album Marianne Faithfull covered one of my favourite Morrissey tracks Dear God Please Help Me (aka There are explosive kegs between my legs).

The original

The Marianne Faithfull version (click to download)

This is just a little in between holiday post. I arrived home safely and Fred and Ginger seemed pretty pleased to see me. Now I have to go and indulge in some excessive laziness. (But I will be back before 2009.)

 

Wednesday December 24, 2008

Filed under: Dyke Tales — dyketales @ 11:13 am

Today I should have been coming to you all relaxed and stress-free from the comfort of my parents’ house and while I wouldn’t call myself stressed as such I have been ill for the past couple of days. It was as if the moment I shut my office door my nose started running and my blood started filling with all sorts of nasty germs. It actually really hit me from the moment I arrived home, which was a blessing because travelling with the flue isn’t the most comfortable thing to do. But I haven’t been able to do much, which saddens me because my trips home are usually filled with nostalgic activities, leaving no room at all for illness. I was supposed to drive up to the city where I went to college to see some old friends but I simply couldn’t. Fatima did come to visit me here (in my old bedroom), which was a really nice thing to do but I would have enjoyed it more in a healthy condition. I had reserved the first part of my holiday for visits to friends and the last part for family visits but I guess I’ll have to rearrange a bit now, a week goes by so fast, especially when you’re sweating out a fever in bed. But hey, at least I had my mum to take care of me, as you may have expected she spoilt me rotten. And it was a good occasion to catch up on some TV. I was going to say that I even had the pleasure and the privilege of watching the first episode of the new season of The L Word but all I really want to say about is that I don’t hope that the rest of the season is like that first episode because well, it kind of got on my nerves and the day that dyke drama gets on my nerves is a day I thought would never ever come. Or maybe it was the drugs, it is The L Word after all, it deserves a second chance.

Tonight my parents are hosting a big family dinner with uncles and aunts and nieces and nephews so I’m glad I’m feeling better. Tomorrow it will just be my mum, my dad and my brother and his family, and opening presents of course. Maybe on Friday I’ll get a chance to take that roadtrip to my college town but I’m travelling back to Ben and my kittens on Saturday so I’ll just see what comes up as I’d like to take Gideon out for the day as well. Next week, apart from celebrating New Year’s Eve, I intend to be so extremely lazy, you have no idea. The past year has exhausted me, not because my boss works me too hard but more because of all the emotional stress I’ve been having. Dyke drama is so exhausting.

Last Friday, the night before I left for home, I saw Patsy. I didn’t want to leave town for a week just like that, without talking. And Patsy likes to talk, we know that. In fact she likes to talk so much that I didn’t even have to say anything. She said it all for me. It was so convenient. What she said came down to the fact that we had been rushing into things and that we were both probably acting out of all sorts of other feelings than the ones you are supposed to have when you’re really falling for someone. Patsy just broke up with K. and I was still fussing over Nikki (and Theresa). We should both take some time to think things over and we are to meet again on New Year’s Eve. And we’ll take it from there… Patsy is a wise woman, which is one more reason to like her. As I spent the past three days in bed I had a lot of time to think about everything that happened in 2008 and well, the entire love department of my life has been a total mess all year long. The first half of the year I deliberately didn’t date because I got hurt so badly again and I was convinced that I had learnt my lesson but the first thing I did after my dating hiatus is go out with K. No, love wise it’s been a really bad year. But as my mum would say: things can only get better. And it’s true; surely it can’t get worse than this.

Merry Christmas everyone.

 

Friday December 19, 2008

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Today is my last day at the office before the holidays, but you already knew that. I’m starting work again on Monday the 5th of January 2009, but of course that doesn’t mean I won’t be blogging until then. (I’m hooked, remember?) But it probably won’t be every (work) day as I won’t be spending that much time with my laptop. I have my mum to hug and my family and old friends to see. I’m looking forward to it very much, I’ll miss Fred and Ginger a bit but I know that they’re in good (gay) hands with Ben (and I’ll get to spend some time with my nephew Gideon so that more than makes up for it).

Yesterday afternoon we had this very last ‘thing’ at work concerning the ‘thing’ we’ve been working on with Theresa for the last few months  (I don’t want to go into detail about it, I can’t imagine what would happen if she would ever find out about this blog). But I can tell you that alcohol was served and Theresa had some difficulty in sticking to her civilized and friendly persona. My boss steered well clear of her, I tried to do the same but I could tell she wasn’t going to let me get away with everything so easily. So I kept repeating in my head that I had to stay calm by all means and I could not let whatever she was going to say get to me. (Not that that ever works, but you know, you have to keep trying.) She asked me to go outside with her for ‘a little overdue chat’ and I honestly thought it would be better to talk to her outside without any spectators (such as my bossman).

Theresa: You did well on this project and it was a pleasure working with you.
Me: I bet it was. What do you really want to say to me?
Theresa: All this hostility. It really doesn’t do anyone any good.
Me: Maybe you should have thought about that before ratting me out to my boss.
Theresa: Oh darling, it was hardly ratting out, you know that.
Me: *Trying to keep calm*
Theresa: Anyway, I apologized for that already so…
Me: Apologized? Sure Theresa, and an apology makes everything right of course. I could have lost my job over this.
Theresa: Oh come on, he was never going to fire you. He likes you way too much for that.
Me: That’s not the point. You made it very hard for me at work, but I bet you’re way too self-possessed to have ever thought about that.
Theresa: I have thought about it. You will get nothing but praise and recommendations from me for this project. Oh, and not just because we were sleeping together.
Me: *Silence*
Theresa: What?
Me: Why did you have your heart set on getting me into bed?
Theresa: I know you think I was using you and I know you don’t believe me when I tell you that I hadn’t premeditated to tell your boss that night. I am really sorry about everything and I’m definitely sorry for making things harder for you when all I really wanted was to make you feel better. You probably won’t believe this either, but I like you.
Me: That’s a hell of a way to show someone you like them.
Theresa: I’m sorry.
Me: I should have known better than to jump into bed with you anyway.
Theresa: Well I’m glad that you did.
Me: Why wouldn’t you be? It was what you wanted and it didn’t cost you anything at all…
Theresa: You must have liked me a little bit otherwise you wouldn’t have stuck around.
Me: That’s probably true.
Theresa: Look, we won’t be seeing each other professionally for a long while, who knows, maybe we will never meet again so let’s not end this with hard feelings.
Me: That’s easy for you to say.
Theresa: I know, but I’m not saying this only for myself.
Me: It’s getting cold. I think I’m going to go back inside.
Theresa: OK, but before you leave… please tell me you accept my apology?
Me: Did you just say please? That’s so unlike you.
Theresa: It was very unlike me to sleep with you as well.
Me: Yeah, I never really got that. Are you planning on exploring your bi-curious side?
Theresa: *laughing* I might. I don’t know.
Me: You should.
Theresa: You should accept my apology and you should also accept that it was all good fun while it lasted.
Me: I’ll try.
Theresa: You’re really not going to tell me what I want to hear, are you?
Me: I don’t think so.
Theresa: It’s OK.
Me: OK then.
Theresa: Bye.
Me: Bye.

Now excuse me, I’m off to my first Christmas party of the year (but unfortunately not my last).

 

Thursday December 18, 2008

Filed under: Dyke Tales — dyketales @ 1:34 pm

Today is the last ‘Theresa Day’, at least I hope so. This afternoon we have one final work thing to get through and then all I’ll have to think about from then on will be my holiday (and what to get my mum for Christmas). And Patsy. Steve and I were having a drink after dance class and I told him how I feel about Patsy, that I really like her, that she makes me smile (which hasn’t been an easy thing to do of late) and that I kissed her. His response was: well, what are you doing wasting your time here with me then? This made me tell him about my doubts and how I don’t feel that physically drawn to Patsy and he said that there was only one way to find out. So I called her and asked if she would be happy with my company that night and she said yes.

On my way over to Patsy I was actually feeling very excited and I was thinking of scenarios to, well you know, end up staying the night. But the closer I got to her place, the more scared I was getting. It wasn’t fear of intimacy or anything like that; it was fear of not feeling it and of not wanting it. But then I thought, Steve was right, there really is only one way to find out. And I know, it’s not really right to think about it like that and yes, I do prefer for things to just evolve naturally and gradually without over-thinking it but that just wasn’t happening. I was in a right state when I arrived and I was very happy when she lubricated me with some alcohol. I needed it.

I stayed the night. You will never hear me say that it wasn’t fun because everything with Patsy is fun and it could be that it’s all in my head and that I wanted to ruin things by expecting it all to not blow my socks off. Because it didn’t blow my socks off and I’m not saying that it should but I’m semi middle-aged and I had some practice so I know when it’s good and I know when it’s not happening. So now I don’t know what to do. Because I’m extremely fond of Patsy and how she makes me feel good about myself. This may sound a little over-dramatic but she made me see the light at the end of the tunnel and she made me realize that life is fun again. She did all of that without even trying, just by being her jolly old self. But when I compare it to how Nikki made me feel, how she made me go all jittery just by looking at me and about all the hot s*x we had, well, there’s really no comparison. But maybe that’s just the aftermath of my thing with Nikki, she hasn’t been gone that long and maybe most of my emotions and all the rest that comes with it are still tied up with her. Then again, I did feel very attracted to Theresa, not that s*x with Theresa ever compared to s*x with Nikki (and it wasn’t always good) but Theresa did tick more than just a few of my attraction boxes. (She didn’t make me feel very good about my self though.)

Maybe I’m just not ready for it. Maybe it’s my fear to be alone and maybe I’m rushing it and I’m trying to make myself feel things that I’m not ready for. But I can’t say that to Patsy anymore now, it’s too late for that. Or maybe I should just be honest. Either way, on Saturday I’m leaving for a week to see my family back home so you know, I have some time to think about it. But I’m not convinced that more thinking is going to do me good. So for now, I’ll just do nothing…

 

Wednesday December 17, 2008

Filed under: Dyke Tales — dyketales @ 1:45 pm

Today I have so much to blog about, God, I think if I wasn’t able to blog about it my head would explode (or I would hassle Ben so much he wouldn’t want to be my flat mate anymore). First things first, I went to lunch with my boss yesterday and I can’t say it ended in this big cathartic climax of openness and forgiveness, he is still my boss after all, but our talk certainly helped. Actually he gave me some advice on how to handle people like Theresa and he gave me a friendly warning to never mix business and pleasure like that again. And he explained how my affair with Theresa affected his position. I didn’t tell him that he didn’t have to tell me all of that anymore, because believe me; I have learnt my lesson this time. But I was very relieved when he suggested that we’d start with a clean slate after the holidays. That was exactly what I wanted to hear. But unfortunately one talk, whatever the outcome, doesn’t take away how uncomfortable I’ve been feeling at work. I could blame Theresa, but I should really only blame myself. I do wonder what it is I see in women like her. I blame it on my feeble emotional state Post Nikki, it helps.

I saw Theresa yesterday afternoon and she was being all charming and über-friendly again, as if nothing ever happened. Even though I know I should only kick myself for being so stupid to not see through her games, I was feeling a whole lot of anger towards her. I may have been silly but she was much more than that, she was selfish and nasty and she deliberately made my work life very uneasy when she told my boss. Actually, I think I’m very lucky that he is essentially such a good guy otherwise I could well have been fired. I’m not saying she was out to get me fired but I am saying that she definitely should have thought twice about telling him about us, especially after all her antics about keeping it quiet. But hey, Theresa is in the past now and I’ve actually got some things to look forward to so I’m focusing on that.

I didn’t see Patsy yesterday so I haven’t got anything to report on that front, we haven’t got plans for tonight as I’ve got my last dance class of the year but I may go and see her afterwards. I did see Helen yesterday. I think she’s seriously starting to consider breaking up with Mona. Writing it down here makes me realize again just how awful the situation is and I don’t think it can be patched up with some talk about how lucky she is to be in a long-term relationship. I think it goes much deeper than wanting more excitement. She came over last night to talk to Ben and me about it and we were really upset when she left. She said that she isn’t feeling it anymore, that all the little things that she used to have no problem to compromise on are really getting to her now. She also claimed that they’ve been drifting apart lately, that sometimes they hardly exchange two words for an entire evening. She doesn’t want to blame Mona but she feels that they’ve both changed and evolved and where their personalities really seemed to match before that doesn’t seem to be the case anymore. She went on to say that she is feeling bored these days, that the prospect of going home to Mona after work doesn’t do anything for her anymore and that they barely kiss each other good night before they go to sleep. She was wondering out loud whether a relationship that used to be so good can just fade out like that. She did promise herself (and us I guess) that she wouldn’t make any final decisions until after the holidays, not just to avoid heartbreak for Christmas but mainly because she needs more time to decide. Maybe what she’s feeling (or not feeling) is only temporary, maybe she’ll change her mind, maybe she’ll find some of that old spark again, maybe…

I can’t say I totally didn’t see it coming because Helen has confided in me before but I didn’t know it was all this serious. I guess it’s easy for me to brush things like that off, maybe I should have been more supportive when she came to me first, but that’s really not what upsets me. The fact that Helen and Mona, who have been together for a good five years now and who have been role models when it comes to long-term relationships, may break up, now that is very unsettling to me. I always thought that no matter what happened, they would work it out. But nothing has happened and I guess there’s nothing left to work out. Helen said that she doesn’t want to keep on trying now and wake up five years down the line feeling sorry for herself. I also know that she’s not afraid to make a decision like that, she may stall a bit, but she will break up with Mona. This time, it’s not going to be alright.

I didn’t sleep very well last night.

 

Tuesday December 16, 2008

Filed under: Dyke Tales — dyketales @ 12:30 pm

Today I have to rush because my boss invited me to lunch. I didn’t even have to ask, it’s as if he read my mind yesterday. I hope all goes well and we can put Theresa behind us once and for all (we do still have a meeting with her this afternoon and then one more final thing on Thursday).

As for Patsy and the first kiss, it happened, oh yes it did. I’m a bit bummed because I can’t go into detail about it because of today’s lack of blog time, but it was very enjoyable. She wanted to invite me to dinner to return the favour of last Friday but she claims to be an appalling cook so we had a Thai take-away dinner. This wasn’t a problem for me as I’m all for a take-away dinner with a nice girl on a winter evening; you have to see the romance in that. I laughed my head off again, I actually laughed until my cheeks hurt, it was that kind of evening with that kind of girl. She just has the gift of telling everything as a joke, it really cracks me up. She told me all about her ex-girlfriends and I told her all the tragic tales of my past affairs and we had a blast while doing so. She really strikes me as the kind of person who doesn’t take a lot of things seriously, which may just be a quality I’m looking for in a significant other. She does talk a whole lot though and she doesn’t do it silently, she’s someone who wants to be noticed. When we were saying our goodbyes I was joking about how there was probably only one way to shut her up. And then I kissed her.

But I really do have to go now.