Is being cancelled on the same as being stood up? If it is, I have been.
I honestly don't think I've ever been stood up before though that could be because I don't really date much, contrary to what this blog implies. But tonight I was and the culprit is...The Flirt. Big surprise-not.
I actually thought we'd finally go on a proper date. The plan was for him to pick me up after I finished at open evening at work tonight and go for a drink but I got a text at quarter past 8 saying he couldn't make it. We were supposed to be meeting at 9. It's a bloody good job someone from work could give me a lift home.
If you hadn't noticed I'm a tad annoyed so this is a very short, very angry blog and I'm now going to have a cup of tea n a chocolate eclair to cheer me up.
Thursday 23 September 2010
Monday 20 September 2010
Anyone for a chat?
Sooo I applied to an online freelance journalism site thing today in the hope of actually starting a career in journalism. And some money more money would be nice too. Fingers crossed I'll actually get on :s
Once again I must apologise for not writing for a while but I've been busy and to be honest- I haven't know what to write about. Mind you all I seem to be writing about lately is my love life! Speaking of which I may as well provide an update;
The Date asked me to go camping with him and some of his mates. I refused because basically it was a booty call- uhhuh NO!
Cookie/mistaken identity guy once again asked me over to his for, I quote- a DVD and sex. I didn't even bother replying. I mean please, just please!
The Flirt is still happily texting every day and I live in hope that this week we may actually have a date.
So that's it for the love life. I am apparently a magnet for unwanted booty calls yet can't secure a date with the one guy I actually really like. Life sucks.
On a rather sad note my friends are leaving me again 'sob'. OK so only some of them and they're only going back to uni but that's not the point. I will once more have no social life. I love it when they're back 'cos we do the whole catch up thing which means we get rather drunk and chat for hours on end. That is possibly the definition of a good time.
I will eventually write about the trip to Paris. In fact I may give a step by step account of the trip to Paris. It depends how bored I am and how mean I feel. I really shouldn't put people through the stereotypical holiday story. But, seriously, I need to go back. Even if it's just to chill and write. Though I think the plan is to go to Venice next which would be fantastic. I admit to having had a mild obsession with the floating city for a few years now. I want to see Piazza San Marco!
I really should learn some Italian...
Once again I must apologise for not writing for a while but I've been busy and to be honest- I haven't know what to write about. Mind you all I seem to be writing about lately is my love life! Speaking of which I may as well provide an update;
The Date asked me to go camping with him and some of his mates. I refused because basically it was a booty call- uhhuh NO!
Cookie/mistaken identity guy once again asked me over to his for, I quote- a DVD and sex. I didn't even bother replying. I mean please, just please!
The Flirt is still happily texting every day and I live in hope that this week we may actually have a date.
So that's it for the love life. I am apparently a magnet for unwanted booty calls yet can't secure a date with the one guy I actually really like. Life sucks.
On a rather sad note my friends are leaving me again 'sob'. OK so only some of them and they're only going back to uni but that's not the point. I will once more have no social life. I love it when they're back 'cos we do the whole catch up thing which means we get rather drunk and chat for hours on end. That is possibly the definition of a good time.
I will eventually write about the trip to Paris. In fact I may give a step by step account of the trip to Paris. It depends how bored I am and how mean I feel. I really shouldn't put people through the stereotypical holiday story. But, seriously, I need to go back. Even if it's just to chill and write. Though I think the plan is to go to Venice next which would be fantastic. I admit to having had a mild obsession with the floating city for a few years now. I want to see Piazza San Marco!
I really should learn some Italian...
Thursday 2 September 2010
Update
I've had requests for an update to the dating situation so here goes;
The Date has disappeared. I'm not exactly sure where, why or, lets face it, when. I vaguely recall some drunken, suggestive texts but since I received them at some point between going to bed and getting up I think I can be forgiven for not remembering the details. Or even my replies. I'm pretty sure they were at least scathing and probably very annoyed but come on! I was trying to sleep! Anyway he's promptly disappeared into the wide blue yonder. Or possibly the blue lagoon.
Cookie/Mistaken Identity Guy was a part of my life for a grand total of 1 date n 3 weeks. for 2 weeks of which I was on holiday and therefore didn't text him. I had issues with his bossiness and attempts at superiority. I say attempts because they failed. Apparently age does not bring forth wisdom. So he's gone. Though I must say it was a very polite break up. He said if I ever wanted to go to the cinema or something we could, no strings attached. I'm thinking not. Especially as I saw him in the pizza place while I was out with 2 of my old schoolmates on Saturday night. He proceeded to mostly ignore me, flirt with my mate and then send me a text after he left telling me to go stay at his. The answer was a resounding NO.
Speaking of the pizza place i must confess to a major crush on a guy who's come to be known to all my friends as Pizza Guy. But seeing as he's only ever seen me very drunk and slightly disorderly every few weeks after a night on the town I don't foresee much happening in that department.
The Flirt however is most definitely still around and became positively romantic whilst I was texting him from Paris (more info on Paris coming soon :D) I'm talking about him randomly saying he loved me! Though I'm taking that with a pinch of salt because he changes his mind more than a woman trying to decide what to wear.
My skepticism is perhaps well earned because since meeting him and going for a drive one night last week (minus parking thank you very much) his attention has once again waned. I'm beginning to suspect a condition like lycanthropy but instead of turning into a wolf once a month he turns into a romantic. I think I need help. Should I put up with this guy or get over it?
Unfortunately matters of the heart are not helped by the questions of the head.
On a lighter note I've possibly been rather too flirty on Saturday night with another older guy. RAF Guy is nice but I think that my habit of dancing outrageously and flirtily due to my adoration of dancing and having a good time along with the consumption of copious amounts of straight vodka (I swear I should be Russian) has given him the wrong idea. Very little ever happens with guys I dance with.
I am not a slapper honest :(
The Date has disappeared. I'm not exactly sure where, why or, lets face it, when. I vaguely recall some drunken, suggestive texts but since I received them at some point between going to bed and getting up I think I can be forgiven for not remembering the details. Or even my replies. I'm pretty sure they were at least scathing and probably very annoyed but come on! I was trying to sleep! Anyway he's promptly disappeared into the wide blue yonder. Or possibly the blue lagoon.
Cookie/Mistaken Identity Guy was a part of my life for a grand total of 1 date n 3 weeks. for 2 weeks of which I was on holiday and therefore didn't text him. I had issues with his bossiness and attempts at superiority. I say attempts because they failed. Apparently age does not bring forth wisdom. So he's gone. Though I must say it was a very polite break up. He said if I ever wanted to go to the cinema or something we could, no strings attached. I'm thinking not. Especially as I saw him in the pizza place while I was out with 2 of my old schoolmates on Saturday night. He proceeded to mostly ignore me, flirt with my mate and then send me a text after he left telling me to go stay at his. The answer was a resounding NO.
Speaking of the pizza place i must confess to a major crush on a guy who's come to be known to all my friends as Pizza Guy. But seeing as he's only ever seen me very drunk and slightly disorderly every few weeks after a night on the town I don't foresee much happening in that department.
The Flirt however is most definitely still around and became positively romantic whilst I was texting him from Paris (more info on Paris coming soon :D) I'm talking about him randomly saying he loved me! Though I'm taking that with a pinch of salt because he changes his mind more than a woman trying to decide what to wear.
My skepticism is perhaps well earned because since meeting him and going for a drive one night last week (minus parking thank you very much) his attention has once again waned. I'm beginning to suspect a condition like lycanthropy but instead of turning into a wolf once a month he turns into a romantic. I think I need help. Should I put up with this guy or get over it?
Unfortunately matters of the heart are not helped by the questions of the head.
On a lighter note I've possibly been rather too flirty on Saturday night with another older guy. RAF Guy is nice but I think that my habit of dancing outrageously and flirtily due to my adoration of dancing and having a good time along with the consumption of copious amounts of straight vodka (I swear I should be Russian) has given him the wrong idea. Very little ever happens with guys I dance with.
I am not a slapper honest :(
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