Well, expateek was thrilled last night to meet up with the beautiful Pochyemu.
We met at Piccolino's in Virginia Water for a quick bite. We talked about life, and blogging, and Poland, and Estonia, and studying, and of course procrastination. It appears we both have advanced degrees in putting things off.
It all got funnier and funnier, especially when we both shared that we'd each had a moment of Oh my God, I could be meeting up with a serial killer at Piccolino's! as we approached the restaurant. But no! Heavens! We each were who we'd purported to be, we thought...
We laughed more and more, and then Pochyemu said that Rob wanted her to text at 7:30, just to make sure she was safe. How sweet! Obviously, a caring and concerned partner. And of course, she was safe at 7:30 pm. We were just finishing up dessert.
We started talking about various bloggers we like or don't like, and I must admit I got off on a rant about Dooce, who I confess I find hostile, unpleasant, and self-absorbed. Of course, Dooce herself says she's all those things, so maybe I should just take her off my reading list.
Anyway, I thought everything was okay, but then Pochyemu excused herself to go to the loo, and when she came back...
Sheesh, maybe I really made her mad about my Dooce bashing. Or something!
I decided to fight fire with fire, and grabbed some cutlery, and we started slashing at each other right in the restaurant!
But then the cute waiter came over and intervened and said, Why don't I take another photo of you two girls? And everything kind of calmed down, but as you can probably see from the picture, maybe we were both still a little crazy, or upset, or something.
I was so frightened! It all became clear. Pochyemu was out to get me! Terrifying!
I leapt out of the car boot, and as they say, a struggle ensued, and I then pushed her right back into the boot myself.
I tried to get her all the way in, especially because I didn't want to hurt her feet when I slammed down the hatch. Because she had really cute shoes on, which could be my size.
stolen Bibles, I let her out almost right away. Because I knew she'd just signed up for Twitter, and I didn't want her Twittering from the back of my car, Help! It's really dark in here! Rob! Check out expateek's blog for clues! expateek's turning left now, toward the Great Park. Please! Rob! Come find me! Help!
Cuz that would so blow my story, and I'm meeting up with Katyboo in Leicester on Tuesday.
Ta ta for now!