Saturday, March 03, 2001

The Byron Bay Saga Update

Well, those who have been keeping up with this saga will be amused to know that I found out that Byron Bay Boy also lied to me about his age. He told me he was 20 going on 21, which I thought was too young, when in fact he was actually 18. Hahahahhahaha. Still legal, I suppose. I am actually not that surprised. I suspected he was lying and actually asked to see his Driver's License at one point (which he conveniently lost) but I was only going to be there for a week, so what did it really matter?
Anyway, I feel bad for Byron Bay Girl. And I am a goddamn Cradle Robber!

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Tonight is the Sydney Gay and Lesbian Mardi Gras Parade and I was gonna go with some friends, but the weather doesn't look too hopeful. I hope to get some serious writing done this weekend.

Cheers!

Wednesday, February 28, 2001

Stupid American Tricks
So I answer the phone at work today and take a message. The guy says his name is David Boon. He pauses dramatically, which was probably him waiting for me to recognise the name...but of course I'm a dumb Yank and "David Boon" means absolutely nothing to me....no offense, Aussie friends.

Me: "Can I take a message?"
David Boon: "Yes, this is David Boon....pause....pause"
Me: "Yeah, okay, so what's your number?"
David Boon: "Pause, pause, oh...well, you've got my office number...here is my mobile number."
Me: "Right, okay, thanks! Bye!"

Later, everyone gets a good laugh when they realise what I've done. "She talked to BOONIE! She talked to THE Boonie! And had no idea!" I'm glad I'm so good at providing comic relief! :)

For the record, I had heard of "Boonie" before and knew he has something to do with Cricket, but I'd never heard "David Boon" before. So sue me. Oh wait, Australians don't do that...

However, I did a bit of reading on Boonie this reading and for my Yankee friends, Boonie was not just a fantastic cricket player, he was a fantastic drunk. (So rare for an Aussie, I know!) Apparently in 1989 Boonie broke a beer drinking record for Sydney/London by drinking 53 cans of XXXX beer.

I'm tired just thinking about it!

Yes, so against my better judgement, I wrote Mystery Girl back. I was tempted to do many things. 1) Not respond at all--it's an invasion of privacy and anything that went on between me and Boy before she came along is none of her business. 2) Tell her that she had no right to e-mail me and to tell her to question him, not me. 3) Warn Boy that Girl has been snooping through his drawers. But I'm a softie, and I took pity on her and just told her that there was absolutely NOTHING to worry about with me and the Boy and that nothing is going on. I just pegged her for a new girlfriend, and a very paranoid and insecure one...here is her response.


----Original Message Follows----
From: "Girl's Name"
To: butterfly@sydneyoffice.com
Subject: Thankyou
Date: Tue, 27 Feb 2001 23:16:56 -0000


Thank you so much for being nice about that but I didn't know what to think when I found it. I didn't want to ask him about it cause I was scared that he was going to angry at me for snopping but I actually found it by mistake. Ive been with Boy for 2 and a half years and lately people have been telling me that Boy's been doing things behind my back so I just wanted to find out for myself. Thank you for being understanding and I would eally appreciate you not telling Boy thankyou once again. How long ago were you in Byron? CU

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Okie dokey, so, 2.5 YEARS, eh? Hmm, that's interesting, considering that her boyfriend and I were tongue-locked for 4 days straight, oh, about 7 months ago. What a dork. Boy told me he had no girlfriend and he kept asking me over and over if I had a boyfriend. That seems fair. Anyhoo, I couldn't give a damn about him for me. I never saw him as anything but a holiday friend and he was a damn good kisser, but nothing was ever going to evolve past the holiday in Byron. Obviously, I wouldn't have hooked up with him if I'd known he had a girlfriend, but this is no loss for me. I just feel bad for this chick. 2.5 years--that girl needs to dump his little Byron Bay ass. Actually, in retrospect, I don't know how he thought he was going to pull shit off. He invited me to his birthday party in September...was he planning to try to score with both of us? Nice. Anyhoo, more about that later...

Tuesday, February 27, 2001

----Original Message Follows----
From: "Girl's Name"
To: butterfly@sydneyoffice.com
Subject: Who are you?
Date: Tue, 27 Feb 2001 00:39:55 -0000

Hi you don't know who I am but I found your email address in my boyfriends drawer and was wondering how you know him. His name is Boy's Name and if could could tell me I would really appreciate it. Were you with him a while ago, or did you just meet and give him your details I really need to know. If you have any contact with him please don't tell him that I wrote you this letter. Thanks

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Boy is this guy I met in Byron Bay last July...we hung out quite a bit during the week I was there...it was absolutely g-rated....nothing more than smooching. First of all, why is this chick looking through her boyfriend's drawer and if a random e-mail address bothered her that much (that's scary in itself) why not ask him about it? Are you really going to e-mail the girl and be like, "so how do you know him and please don't tell him I wrote you?" Sheesh. I guess she must have found my phone number/address too, but really. If she found a bra of mine, that's one thing, but come on!


Monday, February 26, 2001

I went to Tropfest last night--that was a good good time. I didn't exactly agree with the judging, but I was impressed with the spectrum of films.