Champ is BACK!

I meet Nat and his Espanola babe after class.

Nat called me last night for a “desperate meeting”. He’s a good friend of mine so I was fine with that initially. Then, he suggested bringing along Xisco (bloody cool name), his Spanish girl. I’ve never met X before, but I heard she’s of Catalan/Basque origin. And I’m like WAHHHH! I imagine golden and sexy.

So I meet them, and X turns out to be rather normal. I mean, maybe I was asking for too much. I expected her to be somewhat like Cerridwen or Freya maybe. She’s not the hottest chick in town, but she’s pretty. Again I reiterate, NOT attractive, pretty. I was actually preparing for a tongue lashing on the perils of Internet dating, especially in the light of what happened the past 72 hours. Nat is 30 you see and a liar (lawyer), and his chica caliente is 27. What’s worse, she’s a psychologist!!! I guess for the first hour or so I was grilled pretty hard but we concluded that you meet people all over the place, under all circumstances. And while some you shrug off, others mean more. And some you actually care about, bother to make sacrifices and so on… and then BOOM! Nat tells me he meets X online. And I like “aye aye aye you hypocrite” and that’s when I discovered they’re engaged. Again I’m like OOpss WAHHH! Nat, incidentally is American. And erm… I bumped into him while shopping in NTUC. Talk about strange meeting places/circumstances. D’OH!

It’s highly amusing how 3 of us, all contrasting in looks, dressing, accent whatever, snuggle into the sofas at TCC@Raffles. I get hit on by this young chick. She’s Australian as I found out later. I seriously thought she was out for Nat because she was speaking to him for some time. Xisco was getting a bit edgy, I swear she could have bitch-slapped the Aussie babe. Then Nat whispers me “Hey, Linny would like to know you better. She likes guys in regalia.” (Imagine the word Re-Gar-Leer being said in a South American drawl draped with sarcasm, I’m sure you get the picture). I’m cool with that naturally so Linny sits adjacent to me and we chat a bit. The first impression I get is that she’s a bit dense, a little too bimbotic for me. I talk to her about John Howard and the Indigenous shit that’s currently raving in Australia. She knows nothing about that. So I talk to her about the new Vivocity project in Harbour Front and the marble mystery (12/6/05 Sunday Times) and again she knows nothing. I’m a little miffed since she really is wasting my time. I don’t care much for looks/boobs and it seems Lin doesn’t get it. Finally I just make a lame excuse and give her my office number. If she does call and someone says “Hello, morning, Singapore Civil Defence Force”, she’d get a rude shock and too bad! Haha, I’m mean. Well, in the short 20 minutes I am distracted by Lin, Nat and X have very kindly absconded. At least, they paid the bill so that’s not so bad. I love freebies!

I have very mixed feelings at the end of it all. On one hand, I’m flattered to be hit on. But I was in uniform so that doesn’t really count. On the other hand, I’m still left unsatisfied by Lin’s eminent inanity/idiocy. I still think about J a lot, her attractiveness factor and what distinguishes her from a whole cloud of women. But that’s another story huh?

I drool on my Re-Gar-Leer in the bus on the way home. Fortunately I awake just one bus stop before my stop, so I escape repugnant stares from members of the public.

Message to all: THE CHAMP IS BACK!!!!