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I personally would like to see what this woman looks like;-)

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I personally would like to see what this woman looks like;-)

Complicated bi girls. Why is that?

I mean really. Every girl that I have ever been out with has had some kind of complication.

It may be to do with the complication of:

• The mind
• The body.
• The ex. Especially the ex.

Take Miss Germany for instance.

She has just finished with a ridiculously offensive, to me, fellow Scorpio laydee, who tried (unsuccessfully) to play mind games with me through my ex. Didn't work. I don't succumb to psychos, like, ever.

But fair play.

She tried.

Her games worked with all the other silly exes of Miss Germany but not me.

I feel smug.

I feel strong.

Bisexual girl 1

Mental cow 0

I am bisexual not lesbian.

Oooh. How to wind a girl up. A fiercely bisexual one at that.

How many times have I had to state that I am not gay?

That a bisexual identity does exist.

No really.

A friend of mine said to me last night that she didn't know that I 'did' girls. I have told her many times (maybe when she was completely blotto but that is beside the point). She has remembered nothing.

So deja vu struck again and her sign off comment was "I'm going to have to go now my lesbo friend'.

Lesbo?

God.

At least come up with a bisexual derogatory phrase! Please.

Armed robbery at the end of the road.

What other lovely things are in store for my area I wonder.

Country going down hill. Check.

Country reached rock bottom yet? Getting there fast.

If you were to check the archives of this blog you would spot that there has been

• 2 murders
• 2 stabbings
• plenty drug dealing

and the recurring feeling that I have chosen to live in the new Brixton-by-Sea.

Time to move on methinks?

Oompa's back. Is this a mistake?

Ok. So she is back. By default.

I was minding my own business today in the chicken shop:-) Then she wobbles past. I Hail her like a taxi cab and she breaks. Sharply. My food arrives and we walk back to mine.

She tells me about all these ridiculously mental girls that she has 'loved' and lost in the space of a breath.

She questions why I am no longer her friend on Facebook. Why she is asking me I don't know because she has deleted me at some point (am I bothered? No really, am I bothered?.

Now we are going to be friends again on Facebook (ahhhhh).

She is now single.

She is coming round again on Thursday so she says.

She better not have any funny ideas.

No alcohol will be consumed on that day in her presence.

I herby declare........

Not after last time...

Beauty on the inside is not enough

I can't help it but every time things are thrown in front of me by accident, on the Internet, I really wish they weren't. Minding my own business and reading about everyone else's on Facebook this morning is a point in question.

One of my bisexual-turned-lesbian friends commented on one of her friend's photos.

A set of three.

Each pic more stomach churning than the last.

Will people not sort out their settings so that only their friends can see their photos only?

I don't want to see photos of her nasty women friends in bed with each other, grinning like cats that ate gone off cream.

I was going to make a spicy lentil soup for lunch but now I have these images in my head, am not sure I will be able to keep it all down for long.

Lynden David Hall anniversary

Here I am again, another year on, not knowing how I feel exactly. Alone in my grief as this year my mum is at her house (far too many memories there to visit for me thank you very much), and the Third Girl (not mentioned her yet) is off on an adventure in South America. Normally we are all together and playing his songs and talking about him. This year I am on my own.

It feels weird.

It still feels sad.

Unbelievable that he is gone.

And am still filled with a bad taste in my mouth and mind over the wife choice of my brother.

I am not really into what other people say about forgive and forget stuff, especially as I am a Scorpio:-)

But Facebook is interesting now as she (the widow) has removed me as a friend:-) It feels a bit odd actually being removed as a friend but whatever.

On one hand am happy about that and on the other hand (probably the left one) I am pissed because the Number One enemy I wanted to watch I can no longer do so.

Grrr.

I am evil.

Or am I?

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