Singledom

Quote: Paula, Aug 2010

I may have done something stupid

Way way back in 2007 when I had to do that Godawful A4E unemployment thing there were a couple of seemingly harmless guys who I'd talk to (The choice was the chavs who didn't want jobs and were there to avoid losing their benefits, the long term alcoholics or the quiet, harmless people). I know one of them had a crush on me as he wasn't nearly as subtle as he thought he was, the other was basically quiet most of the time but he liked the same kind of bands as me back then.

Out of the blue the quiet guy has asked me if I want to meet up on saturday, which I've agreed to because I thought it'd be alright. I have nothing but what has been said on Facebook to go off but he keeps calling me 'hun' and acting like I've agreed to a date.

I have grown up a lot over these past three years. When I knew this guy I was a borderline anorexic, barely social little goth girl barely able to hold a conversation with someone without acting p*ssed off. I'm not that person any more and I'm worried that that is who he's expecting.

Also, I'm not interested in a relationship. Between my appalling choices of who to be interested in and the fact that so very few males ever show an interest in me I've reached a point where I just don't have the patience for it anymore.

Go along but make it clear from the off that you're just there for a friendly outing, and nothing more. If anything, consider it practice for when you are interesting in going in to a situation like this with your eyes on a relationship!

I was buzzing yesterday because I had a date with the hottest girl in Asia (no joke) set for next Monday but I just looked at the menu of the place she wants to go... Ordering average priced meals with drinks and desert it comes to £230 for the two of us.

MAYBE IN A MILLION YEARS DARLING!

Does look like a nice place though.

Wait a minute... the vegetable in that famous gif is a lettuce? ....I've been calling it a cabbage!! Why didn't someone tell me? AWWWWWWWWWWWHHHH I'VE BEEN MAKING AN IDIOT OUT OF MYSELF!!!

I'm giving serious contemplation to moving over from the doormat business to the life ruiner one.

Work guy is the cause.

While we were seeing each other, his ex girlfriend got in touch to ask what was going on and when it had been. He told me that she was depressed and suicidal, implied that any situation that might arise from her knowing the truth would be terrible and my fault, and said they would never be in touch again anyway.

She is now staying at his house. For two weeks. And it's really not a big place, his sister is staying as well so there Must be two in his bed. He said nothing when I commented on it except 'don't be stupid'.
They went to see Muse together on Saturday, her favourite band, and he claimed to only know she was coming a few days ago.

Well, I already feel like I've been stupid.

I'm tempted to go the petty pain/revenge route, and if I'm honest what's stopping me is not the thought of any suffering but of burning my bridges with him. And he's a sh*t.

It's so horribly tempting to ruin it all out of childish spite

Don't just burn bridges, nuke the f*ckers from orbit!

Seriously, you are no longer allowed to see any males in any light other than friendship unless they have first been reviewed by a panel of your peers.

Epsom salts can be bought at any pharmacy and are fairly cheap.

Or how about laxative tea?

Or slipping liquid laxatives into his morning coffee. They last longer, apparently as they consume more of them.

Quote: Resident Death, Sept 2010

May as well hide the loo roll whilst you're at it, too.

Or just put the toilets out of action about half an hour before...

Quote: Jamie McDonald, Sept 2010

Quote: The Underwhelmed One, Sept 2010

Aaaandd, just walked into the office kitchen to hear him say he'd been to see Muse with his 'Girlfriend, um kindof'.

Killing is wrong. I Know that...

I think I'd cry if that were me; that must be sh*t. I think you should cut your ties and (LOL) maybe cut his ties. Or the laxative thingy, that's good too.


Report from my single end - Nothing is happening.

I Very nearly cried, but instead managed to ignore. Just.

And he was so busy looking for my reaction to what he'd said that he poured boiling water over his hand, to which I gave him a slightly eyebrow raised look and then swept out of their like a dutchess.

Sadly, he doesn't wear ties, and I'm not offering to make him a coffee, even if I could then drug it. Instead I'm trying to focus on how meaningless his existence is.
(very meaningless)