Bear blog

Apparently he came into the libary on Friday evening, after not having shown his face for several weeks. He's got himself a new job at the Computer Centre which means that he'll be in closer proximity to me. Hmmmm. He allegedly tried to act off-hand and nonchalant before asking 'Clare not here?'. To which Sally responded 'No, she's gone away for the weekend with her fiance!'. Little cracker, that she is.

Unbelievably though, his reply was 'Yeah, she says she's getting married in September...' Little shit. He might as well have just called me a whore. I'm quite looking forward to seeing him now. I am officially past caring about his feelings. No more softly-softly for me. I'm just going to beat him up instead. I don't think anyone would particularly mind, either. Everyone I've talked to seems to think the situation is, on the whole, seriously creepy.

In other news: I just booked myself a doctor's appointment for next Tuesday. I shall beat this ankle into submission if it's the last thing I do.