Mr here,
So I couldn't stand to be away from Miss any longer and decided to pay her a visit in good old LDN.
First night of the weekend we decided to go to the new, re-vamped Popstarz which was nice. Aparently Miss got a bit lairy and punched some poor guy in the face but I missed this as I was too busy being held hostage at the bar by some Ving Rhames look-a-like. I think the conversation went something like this:
VING: (massive rippling muscle arm around me) "Can I buy you those drinks?"
ME: "No that's fine thanks.
VING: Is that girl you're dancing with your girlfriend?"
ME: "...yes, definitely, without a doubt"
VING: "So you're bisexual then?"
ME: "No, I am 100% heterosexual, me and my girlfriend have actual sexual intercourse every single day, in the vagina and everything."
VING: "Do you want me to stop touching you?"
ME: "More than you could imagine."
I also managed to pull someone who (I think) I rather liked which is a shame as I now live miles and miles away and also as I am in a committed relationship with the boyf. It made me think it really is time to end it wth him. To be honest I'm tired of being the butt of Miss' jokes about my ridiculous boyfriends and think it might be nice to go out with somebody who I actually like. Just a thought.
I would also like to say how much I agree with Miss' previous blog comments. This weekend I bumped into a guy who I dated well over a year ago. He didn't want to see me again because I was 'too shy', which is a laugh, and never spoke to me again when I then later gatecrashed a blind date I knew he was going on (from social-networking-site-stalking) and preventing them from sleeping together by forcing myself into his bed between them and throwing up an awful lot. This time however I looked the shit, acted (moderately) cool and made sure I was snogging someone else at the end of the night.
I'm never bitter about being rejected.
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