Oh look, it’s been two weeks since I lasted updated complete strangers on the internet with the trivialities of my life.
I wish that I could say that I’ve been caught up in a whirlwind romance. That I have met someone of the Y chromosome persuasion. Someone who is fun and exciting, and nibbles my ear in the mornings. But alas, my life is nowhere near this exciting. I mean, theoretically I do have a guy, who nibbles my ear in the morning. But he is a ginger. He is also my cat …
The replacement cat and I have now established a nice routine. Every morning, at around 05:00, he wakes up and digs his teeth AND claws into my skin. His routine attacks have left their mark, giving people the impression that I dabble in self-mutilation.
Barry: What happened to your arms?
Me: My cat …
Barry: Your cat? You know Sid, we are here for you. If there’s anything that you need to talk about …
Other than becoming better acquainted with the monster, I’ve also sang in “karaoke bar”. Notice the use of the quotation marks? Yeah, that’s because we’re all PRETTY certain that it’s a front for a brothel.
Guy that I just met: We should go over and ask them about their prices!
Me: Prices of what?
Guy laughs. Guy: The price of karaoke. But you are more than willing to ask for the price of other services.
I have attended my friend, Georgia’s bachelorette’s party.
Girl that I just met: Are you a model?
Me: No, but thanks.
I have celebrated my friend, Jax’s birthday.
I have gone up the cable car on a rainy Saturday morning.
I have watched “Silver linings playbook” and absolutely loved it.
I have read “The perks of being a wallflower” and been underwhelmed.
And that’s pretty much the extent of it.