Im bloody aweful when it comes to people... well a certain type of people anyway! The way my brain works is very simple... if I can talk about things I know about I am generally ok... otherwise I enter panic mode and kinda stutter and stumble. So heres the general gist of how today went. My "friend" (police boy you know him as) has now moved. Long story wont bore you with it, but needless to say I had an open invite to go visit him. Was asked to go up at the weekend then it was kinda canned at the last minute due to other commitments he had (leaving me yet again with a completely free weekend). But hey ho shit happens. Well me and my house mate for some unknown reason are not talking... I dunno why... I cant fathom out anything I have done and quite frankly im not going to go and ask him what I have done wrong as I cant be fucking arsed, im sick of tip toeing around folk when I cant see anything I have done wrong - and really I am trying but cannot find a fucking thing in this instance! But anyway, I digress! So seen as me and my house mate are not talking, and police boy has stated I have an open invitation to go visit him I decided in my wise (or unwise) wisdom I would go straight from work the one hour thirty minute drive to go say hello. Now I know mr police boy likes everything organised, but he swears he is a changed man and wants to live for the moment and all this bollocks... so off I trotted. When I was about 10 minutes away I text him... as I was getting well nervous. He said he was having a bath and going out at 7pm, the time now being 6.15pm! But I kinda grabbed myself by the bollocks and went to say hello. It was in one word "uncomfortable".. I thought that as we knew each other pretty well it would not be like that... but it was. I stuttered, stumbled and probably came across as a complete fucking drip to be fair. I dont know why but in these situations I cant be myself and just act fucking normal. I have to be the twat version of myself. My best mate, I can walk into his house, insult his missus and insist he makes a cup of tea, all in the space of about a minute. Other people... it doesnt work like that! Maybe its me not knowing him well enough, maybe its emotion, maybe I am just a twat, and socially inept? Frankly I dont know. While the rest of my day was spent with a vendor I dont know at his mansion style apartment in London talking business, I can happily do this till the cows come home. And feel comfortable, it just comes naturally. But anthing that does not revolve around work, or requires me to be "social" im fucked! Its like the situation with my house mate, I dont know what to say, and to be honest im at the point I couldnt give a flying fuck. But with police boy I kinda do care that he is ok, and that he doesnt see me as a complete dick head. Anyway these things happen! C'est la vie! On another note... I did arrive for a customer meeting an entire month early today! Yep sometimes I am a tool!