Dashs' Pash

It's almost time to wrap up the year. Almost. Perhaps I will write my wrap on New Years Eve, while I sit in my room with a glass... or a bottle of Red.
I was just having a "conversation" online with someone who is incredibly boring. I didn't think he could get more dull. Wrong Dash. Wrong. Just deleted his number, and his contact off Facebook... and then bit the bullet and deleted all ex dates and frustrating people.
On a postive note. I was asked out on Thursday by a very handsome Carribean man. Tall, educated, travelled, funny. So I went out to coffee the following day with him.. conversation flowed - then stopped dead, when he asked "Are you austistic". I was shocked, laughed a little and said No. After that, I still agreed to see him again. Though, I am unsure as he is going back overseas.
That night I had a Christmas function. Wine became my vice, and by 1.30AM we were all getting into cars to leave. On the way home we stopped into a petrol station. When the driver went in to pay - the "straight" co worker in the back of the car pashed me and kept insisting I go back to his house - I declined. For the rest of the trip I had to slap his octopus hands. Now, of course he doesn't remember - which is a blessing.
Saturday was a blur of hangover, flights interstate and singing.
Sunday was a family gathering which lead to many revelations of Pop spraying weed killer over an Uncles Marajuana stash when he was younger because he "thought they were weeds". And a very old (94) Aunt admitting she makes Salvia tea, and sometimes goes into the garden to eat the [salvia] flowers! Old tripper! That explains a few things!
Now it's time to start sorting out what I want to keep in this room for 2011. In a few months I want to be left with the bare minimum!
More dates before New Year... will keep you posted.
-Dash xoxo