Like Sands Through the Hourglass These Are the Days of Our Lives

This is the part of my wonderful creation called a homepage where I tell you a long boring story about an important and continuing part of my life. Read it if you want, otherwise piss off. Actually, it won't interest you unless you know me or you're just a nosey bastard, hehe.....

Let's begin from the start. When my cousin Kylie and I first moved into our new flat, we started to notice that across the road there was an interesting looking guy who seemed to have an endless supply of friends over every night of the week. We decided that we wanted to get to know this dude. Our solution? Flicking the front porch lights on and off continuously until someone noticed. What else?

We did this for maybe 2 weeks until someone finally did notice. YAY! Kylie went down and introduced herself and told the strange figures I could see from the balcony (I was too chicken to go down myself) who I was. She came back up, and with her brought a guy called Woodrow*. Woodrow didn't live across the road but he was good enough *g*. He stayed for a while, tried to sell us his produce, then left after making a bong out of a coke bottle, hose and a drop-in cone for us. Our first bong in our new flat. *yay*

Kylie then told me all about 'the guy across the road'. She didn't get to speak to him because he was on the phone to his girlfriend (damn) fighting (perk up a bit). 'His name is Stewart' she told me, 'and he's a cute skater dude!' Could life get any sweeter??!! hehe. Okay so Stew doesn't really skate, leave us to our fantasy orright!

Later that week, we went down to Stew's house and I met him properly. I liked him straight away. He WAS a really cool guy. (It was at this point that Kylie and I discovered Stewart's nickname - Rampant. For reasons I'm sure you can figure out for yourself...) Woodrow was also there as was his younger brother Brod*. A nerdy looking dude with glasses lounging on the couch smoking cones from the 'sick' bong (every reliable bong smoker has one). We all talked shit and go to know each other a bit better. Kylie and I decided it was time to leave. 11 pm and we had work the next day.

Many more of theses visits eventuated. Hey they're cool guys and we were single women!

Then one sunny Saturday morning after a date with Tim, the momma's-boy from work, (which, by the way, was a waste of time and body fluids) Kylie, her friend Duncan and I decided to go pay our good friend Spew-Boi a scattered visit. That's when I saw him... RYAN. My god, he's gorgeous. I couldn't help but stare at him. It was maybe 10 in the morning and he was there alone (Stewart had skated up to the local 24 hour 7Eleven for milk - he's a coffee-aholic!) watching 'Video Hits'. VH is a really dodgy, mainstream/pop music show. He was listening to that song by Puff Daddy 'Come With Me' and he was stoned. The first thing I can remember him saying to me was 'This song is really good!' *excited voice while turning up TV and turning it round so I can see*

Oh fuck maybe this is a mistake

I later learnt that he was actually a metal head, (with a pierced tongue *showing more interest!!*) with a taste for some decent metal I have to say, who had nothing better to do on a Saturday morning than sit at his friend's place, smoke cones and watch TV. Aha, he's single!

From then on I was pretty much hooked. Kylie starting dating Brod, the nerdy looking dude on the couch who ended up not being so nerdy after all. They were on and off (I'm not joking) about 6 or 7 times over maybe 3 or a bit more months. There were a lot of reasons why but I won't go into it. That's none of your business.

ANYWAY! Brod was the one who started the whole 'Ryan' thing. He noticed that I was 'in desperate need of a shag'. What a considerate guy.... He asked me what I thought of Ryan. I said I thought he was cute and and all that shit. Maybe the best thing I could have said in 1998.

He took it upon himself to see that Ryan and I got together no matter WHAT. He badgered Ryan. He told me to take the first step, cause Ryan wasn't about to. 'He's very shy.' he would say to me. Apparently Ryan was also very interested, he just couldn't get up the nerve to do anything. He was very naive when it came to matters of the female species. We would be left alone, setup, I'd go places he'd be. Brod and Kylie wouldn't let anything stand in the way! Until one fateful Saturday night.... The night before Ryan's 19th birthday. The 7th of November 1998!

Kylie was hard at work in a bar over at Albion. Brod and I went over to Stewart's looking for something to do cause there are always people there. Little did we know that the place was jammed cause of Ryan's birthday. I made myself comfortable next to Ryan on the couch. He offered me a 'Cock-Sucking Cowboy' which is Bailey's floating over Butterscotch Schnaaps ( I would have been happy to offer the other sort though...sorry I didn't say anything to ya Ryan!) It's delicious, you just shoot it all down in one go. I said yeah and had maybe 3 or 4. I didn't really get pissed or anything. Just happy to be so close to the 'Adonis'. As the night progressed into morning (8 o'clock in the morning actually - Little Bear is a disturbing cartoon) Ryan ended up lying on the ground next to the sofa with me stroking his gorgeous, delicious-smelling, long, blonde hair. All of a sudden, everyone else woke up. The spell broke and I quickly murmed a goodbye and pissed off up to my flat. (I should mention here that Ryan's brother Tubby (Troy to his parents and a few other strange people) had been asleep on the loungeroom floor since maybe 3 in the morning. He has mentioned that night since and said that he noticed Ryan and I edging closer and closer to each other!! I didn't think we were that obvious! *blush*) Hehe that was also the night that Tubs chewed up my mully tin then threw it at me, hitting me right on my two front fucken teeth believe it or not! LMAO that was a fucken cack. God alcohol is great!

Brod was awake over at my flat and the first thing he said to me was 'Did you fuck him?'. Charming, I'm sure. I gave him the disappointing answer (I wasn't after that from Ryan. I was after something a bit more meaningful and special.... well that's what I told him...).

So. By now everyone in our little social circle knew that I was getting desperate here! That same week, Ryan had an RDO on Wednesday. So somehow Brod talked him into coming over to Kylie and my's flat for the night. I was nervous as hell. But oh so happy.

And that was that basically..... Ryan was still really shy. We didn't have our first kiss until midnight or so! Shit, we were almost pathetic! But I'm glad to say I made that first move. And I've never regretted a thing. He's just so goddamn sexy! How the hell could I resist?

UPDATE: 18 Oct 99... Well Ryan once again proved without a doubt he is the most wonderful thing in my life. Lately I have been very, um I dont know.. depressed. Certain people and changes in my life have all boiled up inside me til I exploded... When I explode I cry - alot. And I did last night...For about two hours straight I think it was... God my eyes are sore tho.. puffy and swollen.... But I just wanted everyone to know that he was so wonderful about it.... It was a childish little outburst I know but he treated it with the most tender loving care lol... Thankyou again babe, I love you so much!!! I wish everyone could be as OPEN AND HONEST as you ;)@-}--

A few stats, Ryan was born on the 8th of November, 1979 to two loving beautiful parents, Den and Merl. He lived in Darwin a short while when he was a tot, and did some of Grade One up there too. From what I've heard I don't think he liked it much considering he was like one of very few white people in the class! All the aboriginal children would pick on him buy pulling his hair and stuff! Awww poor baby :( He says that the best thing about it was the fact that in the NT there were fridges in the classrooms. Cool (literally har har).

He has an older brother, Tubby! (older by 3 years) Tubs is a dude I couldn't have scored a nicer future bro-inlaw hehehe. Ryan has lived in Wishart in the house his grandfather made a long time ago, for most of his life. Moving in with me on November 6th 1999 was the first time he'd been out of home. Bad influence aren't I! But living with Ryan was all I wanted to be happy.

He works as an apprentice lead-lighter at Albion Glass & Mirror, he's the only lead-lighter there! He started as a trainee and then once he'd completed that year's work back in June 99, his employer decided to take him on and give him a 4 year apprenticeship. Ryan's wonderful with his hands *take that as you will* and very very artisitc, he's wonderful. One day I will scan his leadlight work and put it on here for u to gawk at :) HEY LOOK I'M NOT AS SLACK AS I THINK I AM, HERE'S HIS ARTWORK!

I love Ryan. I believe he's my soul-mate. Hey, it could happen outside of those mushy romance movies. He's my best friend, my confidante, my everything. If I ever lost him I would be unhappy forever. You can't understand until you have it yourself. He's sympathetic. Unselfish. Kind. Caring. Loving. Loyal til the end. We see the world through the same eyes. We understand each other's hopes, needs, desires. We can practically read each other's minds. He's grrrrrreat in bed. He knows how to touch me right which is more than I can say for all the other flaccid heads I've been with *G*. We also get along really well with each other's families.... which helps as well I suppose! I just love him love him love him love him and I know I'm going to spend forever and eternity by his side cause that's when I'm happy :)

Well, that's it. Disappointed? What else did you expect??! I just felt like pouring my little heart out. Oh, and if you're wondering, yeah, this has been over dramatised just a wee bit.....