not enough meals in the day

sometimes there are just not enough meals in the day;

breakfast was with a former colleague, we always got on well despite the way things ended for her in our company, so i was keen to meet up when she called that she was from out of town, but i didn't bank on the entire meal being nothing but a bitch-fest about work; fortunately i tuned out after a while, since actual participation in the monologue from me was not required or even preferable, and so avoided indigestion normally associated with shop (pardon the pun) talk on a day off

lunch was with an old friend we haven't caught up in a while but it doesn't get off to a good start as leaving late from the whinging colleague I put my foot down and get flashed on the way, then I got lost in the maze that is Madinat, I find this place maddening, its faux soukes, lanes and old time stores, so by the time i reach I'm a bit fed up and not the best of company.

both these meals are punctuated by conversational teasers, this drives me insane. the game is played thus; 2, or more, people are having a conversation when party one drops enigmatic comments designed to give some, but not enough information about an exciting/juicy/secret topic and designed to prompt party two to respond with....what what what tell me.... this game playing fucks me off no end and i fall out over this with my friend later (update we dont speak for 4 months on the back of it)

high tea, or rather today champagne is taken with a current colleague and the birthday party of her one year old. i arrive early and not many are there, but soon some kind of people-kids-dog explosion happens and suddenly the modest suburban villa is bursting at the seams and filled with commotion, noise and finger food, after making myself mildly useful for half an hour i slip out on the pretext of walking my dog, a well know psycho-mutt and don't return. Fortunately my work-mate knows me well and realises it isn't personal.

dinner is alone time i make a surprisingly good Thai green curry, coincidentally what my friend at lunch had, food envy i guess

fortunately there are 3 or more meals tomorrow to look forward too all blissfully alone, i wonder whether reclusive tendencies are worrisome for someone in HR......