Again, it’s miserable i.e. windy and rainy but surprisingly mild outside. I suppose it beats being really cold. Please Lord; let’s have a nice hot summer. Not like last year’s complete washout.
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M joined Datingdirect. I, on the hand, am a bit apprehensive about dating sites. They’ve never born any ripe fruit. Someone said the reason is due to the fact that I’m brutally honest about myself. They suggested I bend the truth a little. I refused and still refuse to. But a couple of weeks ago I joined parship. It’s not like any other dating site I’ve seen. The site makes you do a personality test first before allowing you join. Then gives you the best matches according to the answers you give in the test. It’s been quite good so far. There’s been lots of interest considering I haven’t posted a picture of my lovely face onto the site. I’ve had icebreakers, contact requests and loads of messages. One snag though – you have to pay to read them. There’s no way I’m coughing up £36 a month for the privilege to read a few messages from potential admirers. They can shove my messages where they want. I believe these things should be free so I’m going back to the traditional methods of dating. Anyway, I don’t think online dating works most times. Most relationships I know that begun online seem to have ended in disaster for some reason. It actually makes me wonder why. And for that reason I’m out!
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I forgot to mention, me and M never got to that party at Shadow lounge. M had the flu and I was still feeling under the weather. I got a bit pissed off when I walked past the Shadow Lounge and saw how beautifully the place was being done up. It looked amazing. I briskly walked past got on the tube home and had a nice cup of cocoa before going to bed. M was a bit reluctant to go in first place; it was a 1920/30s themed which he found off putting. I agreed with him on that point. Maybe next year,...
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M joined Datingdirect. I, on the hand, am a bit apprehensive about dating sites. They’ve never born any ripe fruit. Someone said the reason is due to the fact that I’m brutally honest about myself. They suggested I bend the truth a little. I refused and still refuse to. But a couple of weeks ago I joined parship. It’s not like any other dating site I’ve seen. The site makes you do a personality test first before allowing you join. Then gives you the best matches according to the answers you give in the test. It’s been quite good so far. There’s been lots of interest considering I haven’t posted a picture of my lovely face onto the site. I’ve had icebreakers, contact requests and loads of messages. One snag though – you have to pay to read them. There’s no way I’m coughing up £36 a month for the privilege to read a few messages from potential admirers. They can shove my messages where they want. I believe these things should be free so I’m going back to the traditional methods of dating. Anyway, I don’t think online dating works most times. Most relationships I know that begun online seem to have ended in disaster for some reason. It actually makes me wonder why. And for that reason I’m out!
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I forgot to mention, me and M never got to that party at Shadow lounge. M had the flu and I was still feeling under the weather. I got a bit pissed off when I walked past the Shadow Lounge and saw how beautifully the place was being done up. It looked amazing. I briskly walked past got on the tube home and had a nice cup of cocoa before going to bed. M was a bit reluctant to go in first place; it was a 1920/30s themed which he found off putting. I agreed with him on that point. Maybe next year,...
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I spoke to an old school friend of mine last night. He wants to organise a 'lads' holiday. Well, the lads happen to all be straight. Which is not a problem since the majority of people I know happen to be that. I have these continuous nightmares of being on holiday with a bunch of guys with no other interest apart from chasing girls and getting completely trolloyed beyond oblivion. I think I've moved on beyond that. A couple of years ago I would not have minded but you couldn't catch me going on a 'lads' holiday in a month of Sundays. Especially if the lads are planning to go Magaluf. There's simply no blasted way I'm spending any minute of my summer in Magaluf. Never been and never will be going there!
1 comment:
Someone is realy in a bad mood. That crazy weather over there. I was once told that man was not made to live in countries where the earth was frozen half of the year. But man evolved to do so.
Hang on there.
gug
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