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Marathons

I read in Venus and Mars on a Date or in Why Venus and Mars collide that when in a relationship, be willing to run a marathon, not just go for a short sprint. That means slow and steady wins the race - or something like that. Wish Imran had been open to doing that - *sigh* New guy, funny guy, from Birmingham. I had visited his profile last week and laughed a lot and had even spoken about his profile for 5 minutes to Sarah last week. She told me to contact him. I told her I don't want to move to from London, he's Khoja and he wants chidlren, lives with his family, mentioned his parents in his profile and is younger than I am (he's actually 27 - must be a funky head day) Good news is that he saw I had looked at his profile and has the £40 membership and messaged me on Saturday :) (Jesus - what the hell? Why am I not talking about God or work? Boys, boys, boys - argh!!!) I changed my profile on Friday night/Saturday morning in one of my moods of panic and frustration...

150 ball point pens

Mark gave me a mock interview today. I did okay - I said "uhm" 13 times (he counted, the meanie). Not quite sure why I'm seeing him next week if I haven't started looking for work - although he was really convincing in his persuasion for me to start again. I needed to borrow his ball point pen because, as usual, could not find it in my huge-ass purse. He said yes, sure here you go... but make sure you give it back. I know all about you pen thieves. Then he says: I was at home one day and was bored and looked at the pot in font of me and thought "I wonder how many pens I have in the house" and so I counted them all - I have 150 pens at home..." Boy, I bust a gut laughing... who in hell has time to count all the PENS in the house???? And actually REMEMBER how many???? And this guy, my dears, is a cool guy - he's funny and he plays football, has a life partner and all the rest of it... bless him, it is worth seeing him each week to hear these radic...

DAYMN!

I'm so smoking hot! Photo taken 17th June 2011, on a bus in Chelsea, London So, tell me again, why the hell am I still not only single, but not a single man (I am not counting the pathetic FB fraaaanship requests) has hit on me since Imran? And that was... uhm... the last time was.... uhm.... 14th October 2010. After that, well, if we count 11th November 2010 (but I don't)... I mean, okay there are definitely girls who are hotter than I am, who show a lot more skin than I do, who have bigger boobs (yes, I am still a 32A cup, thank you very much), who are much skinner and therefore hotter than I am.... and they always get the attention. And even the hijabi girls, some are really hotter and prettier and better coiffed and have fancier clothes and make up and shades and so are more attractive to the men. But still!!! Come on, Universe... I am Spirit come on earth to have a human experience. I am not even saying I desire to become a promiscuous skanky person. I don...