Well, first of all, on a love-related note....
Sorry, did I say love? What a joke.
The one person I love doesn't have enough balls to be in a relationship. He's had his chance.
And the one person who I could fall in love with... well, I'm not sure for sure but I'm pretty confident that he's not into the idea either.
And I've cut both of them off. I'm not stupid, I know the way to find out where you stand. Don't contact them, be off the visor and see what happens.... (Doesn't mean I have to like to results.)
So, my relationship is with my vibrator. And it isn't even a great relationship.
I demand it after weeks of not giving him any care or attention (Yep, decided it's a male vibrator.) and then use and abuse him until his batteries have worn down.
This mainly equates to about ten times in a row until both him and me are shuddering and worn out.
I've also agreed once more to an attempt of someone to set me up. Now, if anyone has read my previous posts, you'll know that I have completely written off the idea of being set up, many a time.
Why now? I'm bad at saying no. Really. Bad.
I've also protested that this double-date affair is going to be a non-date. No mention of any kind of set-up or date or being single or relationship, etc, etc, etc.
Yep. I think I've fallen for it once again haven't I? Totally being conned aren't I? Great.
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