Why didn’t I say something?

A couple of days ago, I saw the Great Scot had posted on Facebook, for the first time in over a year. He had shared a post about the lead singer of the band Frightened Rabbit, who was missing. Fuck. I thought. I googled Frightened Rabbit, a Scottish band I quite like, and the Great…

My 2nd date with the Chilean

A few days after my great date with the Scotsman, I had my second date with the Chilean Lecturer. This had been rescheduled 4 times, because he had bronchitis which kept having resurgences. It was starting to get on my tits a bit. He kept not fully cancelling, but getting me to officially deactivate the…

Gross misconduct. The end.

OK. Forget what I said a few days ago. Everything’s changed. I am SO OVER Whippersnapper. I never want to see or hear from him ever again. This is the closest I’ve come to hating someone. I’m actually having fantasies about hurting him physically, which I’ve never had about anyone before. I’m not saying I…

The worst day of my life

9th February 2012 was the worst day of my life. It was about 8:30 in the morning. I had just got out of the shower. I had a towel around me. It was a bit cold in my flat, so I had got into the habit of putting my dressing gown on over the towel,…