the life of ash

someone, no names mentioned....TAT!! Keeps bugging me for more on Mr married, so here goes.

so we continued to see each other........

your all going to think i'm a bit weird now. in my last blog i totally slater my big bro......

Now i have some good news....he might be coming home!! yay!!
a friend of his over here has offered him a really good job with a house, really close to where i live.
He still is a bit of a dick but i would nice to have him closer and i'd get to see my neice more often!

ok i'm going to say it i miss having him around....its not the same!!!

ssshh dont tell everyone you'll ruin my street cred!

In general i think my brother is a bit of a dick but never the less he is still my brother.

He was a bit of a druggy and didnt really have much direction in life until he meet his long term girl and they had a baby together.
He now doent take drugs and talks about little else but baby shit.

He also moved away to europe and although most of the time i rarely think about him i do miss him,i only ever realise this after i've called and had a chat with him. i kinda feel like an only child when he's not around,is that weird?

thats said,he's still a bit of a dick.

All my relationships(if you can call them that)go wrong.
i am always attracted to the type of man who is no good for me,everytime i end up with someone nice i'm bored and lets face it nice boys dont tend to have much depth to them. nice can also become very irratating if you get too much of it. lets be honest everybody loves a bit of excitement and thrill in their lives.

This is how Mr married came to be.....i'd just seen yet another relationship fall apart. it ended badly and was a total shambels that left me feeling like a PRIZE PRAT!
i had my christmas work do( 2007) i really didnt want to be there. my boss very drunk and very funny but still i wanted to be at home on my own. we were in a bar, its only a small bar so very cramped, dark and noisy.i was talking to some drunk man about i dont know what(actually he was telling me how nice i smelt),when i spy my boss across the bar talking to a very sexy man. you would think i was looking at the whole package but no i was just looking at his arms. i've got a bit of a thing for really good forearms and his were in a really nice rugby shirt. i went over and got myself an introduction.
The spark was instant.i dont mean just the physical spark but the mental one too.He was on my wave length and laughed at my jokes!sadly said man is married, i knew within 3 mins of chatting because 1)
i spotted his wedding ring and 2)he'd mentioned his wife and kids.
i had already mentally made him a no go because of these factors but it didnt stop me from chatting to him all evening.
At one point him and his friend were both giving it the come on but the vibes i was getting from his friend were totally different.

The end of the evening arrived all too quickly and it was time to go home, we exchanged numbers and we kissed. i have never had a kiss like it. If that first kiss had been different then it would never have gotten started let alone go on as long as it did.
Sometimes when you kiss someone you have to adapt your kissing technique because one or the other of you doesnt quiet fit,this was the kind of kiss where you felt like you'd known each other forever and you'd never kissed anyone else. natural. i know im gushing a little but its how it felt.the memory is still so strong even tho it was over a year ago.
we werent our seperate ways,there was no wanton sex as easy as it could have happened,between then and new year we exchanged texts about meeting up.........

i'll leave you to ponder this one for a while,might just tell you the rest of the story sometime!

i love films.
they are total escapism.
you can zone out and live someone elses life.
so why are their people who deem it necessary to ask questions all the way through a film? i like to discuss a film at the end not half way through when you've rewound a bit you missed because you were talking!?

i think my favourite film is schindlers list. its a little heavy going i know but it happened. it beautiful,sad, poetic, deep and makes me feel things i never thought i could feel.

i know this a lil drippy but i can write what i like on here without anyone mocking me to my face.you can say what u like in a post but its not the same as your best mate laughing in your face!

ho hum i'm bored........

so before i said i was a driven career gal...unfortunately said career pays peanuts so i have a flatmate to help pay rent and bills.
she is my best friend but she drives me mad!!
she's so bloody flakey! she is forever making excuses about why she cant do things and when you've know her as long as i have its get very tiresome.

she started an open uni course...there was a little mix up at the start and she had to change her course,fair enough this put her behind on reading and assignments etc. then she had a cold and spent a week on the sofa coughing and sniffing looking pathetic and generally spreading her germs around. she coughs without using her hand!!!!
tonight she comes home and says she's quitting her course because she's so behind and couldnt possibly catch up, she could if she pulled her finger out!?
also muttered something about everyone knew she would quit so it doesnt matter anyway!! help me,where did she get that one from! who is 'everyone'???ARRRRRRGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!

OK feeling a little better i may just be calm enough to sleep now.

I have been sucessful with my first post...now i know its working i'll start properly.

I'm Ash Taylor.I'm the wrong side of 25 and am a driven career gal.
I've always been the kinda girl to keep a diary so i just thought i'd take it one step further and get blogging. i'm not bothered if people like what i write this is just an out pouring for daily shit that clutters my tiny mind.... thats right, the three R's.....Ranting,Raving and Ramblings.

My diary has always been a very sad little thing that often goes unloved as i never remember to write in it. I'm hoping i'll have more sucess with this as im always on the net checking my email or randomly killing time with the mindless home of facebook.

Going for a bath, may write again later.

help!
i have no idea what im doing! how the hell does this thing work. i have no idea if im doin this right...with any luck this will appear on my page? if it does i will begin to write my blog in ernst. all tips welcome.
also, does this thing have spell check?