Monday, April 30, 2007

I fancy a spicey girl. What to do?

O.M.G. The girl is gorgeous with a capital G. To. Die. For. It is such a relief after Minger Stalker Bird I can tell you. I feel a bit gushy and stupid about this girl though and I don't know how to play this one at all.

The main problem is that she is a student where I work.

I thought she was straight but the signals she is giving me are far away from that. She is 27, which doesn't totally create the teacher/student scenario that most people would fear, but I am still apprehensive.

Thankfully this is her last year at college so if anything I could wait. It would be hard, but I would try. I feel like a dog on heat.

She has asked me out for a drink. Oh yes!

I accepted.

Nothing wrong with going out for drink is there?

As long as it doesn't involve my drink of choice, the lovely Wray and Nephew Jamaican White Rum that is!

I name her: Spice Girl, unless anyone comes up with something better.

Tuesday, April 24, 2007

Bloody stalker number 2

This is what I have. A minger stalker. This is not something to be proud of. At all. What is wrong with ugly girls, hanging out in pubs, gleefully waiting for everyone, no, anyone to sling their beer goggles on and take them home. God forbid , and do dirty nasty things to them?

I didn't do that. I did get off with her but it was quite bizarre because the whole time I was thinking, "Is she really a minger?" and then looking at her and thinking "OMG.Yes."


She is in love with me.

Stalking the hell out of me.

Men are to blame for this.

They started this behaviour.

We are now officially trained for this bullhang.