Can it get any worse?
Yes, but I can't think of any other reasons why yet...
It definitely won't get any better on the guy front anyway. Especially if I keep scaring guys off. I messaged a guy on Tinder last night saying 'I am a hippy'.
I blame gin.
I blame gin.
I'm obviously not a hippy, but after consuming a lot of gin and after spinning fire poi for three hours I began to believe that I was.
Look at me!
Look at me!
Interestingly though, the Tinder guy actually replied and asked me out for a drink. Maybe he likes hippies... I on the other hand don't want to go for a drink with him, so I haven't replied.
That's right Jay-Z, I have 99 problems and guys are definitely one. In fact, I have many guy related problems:
1) I very rarely like anyone
2) I get put off easily (e.g. if they like Branston Pickle)
3) When I do like someone, they don't like me
4) When someone likes me, I don't like them
5) I send guys random messages thinking I'm funny, but actually they just think I'm a weirdo
6) I attract weirdos (yes I do realise that I have just referred to myself as a weirdo too)
7) I'm genuinely scared I have bigger muscles than a lot of guys
The diet isn't getting any better either.
My colleague bought us some biscuits this afternoon and my director PURPOSELY put them on my desk.
5) I send guys random messages thinking I'm funny, but actually they just think I'm a weirdo
6) I attract weirdos (yes I do realise that I have just referred to myself as a weirdo too)
7) I'm genuinely scared I have bigger muscles than a lot of guys
The diet isn't getting any better either.
My colleague bought us some biscuits this afternoon and my director PURPOSELY put them on my desk.
I don't think I did too badly. I had one Rich Tea biscuit, one Viscount and two Fingers. It could have been a lot worse.
I am definitely impressed with myself for not eating a Hobnob.
Right, I'm off to bed.
Guten nacht x
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