Fishing...Day 1

Well today has been yet another one of those days. It was my first day back in work since I finished for Christmas and it was just as rubbish as I’d expected. I really do hate that job. Fast forward to 2 years time when I’m stressing about my dissertation and hey presto...completo & qualified BOOOOM!

Anyway, you don’t care about that and neither do I at the minute; I want to tell you all about my progress on the dating website I mentioned yesterday. I’ve still not written up a profile but at 1.20am this morning I uploaded three photos, they’re not anything special...Me in the pub...me on the sofa with Pablo...me in a restaurant. In 22hours I’ve had 34 Private Messages and 72 Meet Me’s hahaha LOSERS!

Virtually all of the PM’s have a heading of Hi / Hiya / Hello, these guys really are original aren’t they! Most of the PM’s are quite obviously a standard template they send to every unsuspecting girl. Here’s one of the most recent...

“Just had a read of your profile and you sound very nice and seem to be looking for the same things as me.
If you think we could be a match I would love to hear from you.
If not then I wish you luck in your search and have a great 2012”

I’m going to give that one a miss yah!

But here’s one of the first I received and it should make you giggle, it certainly made me laff. I’ve copied it exactly as it was written to me...

‘Hi there How are you? How has your Christmas holiday been? Did you enjoy it?
I like your profile and you look very attractive in your profile picture I have just moved to ******* from Ireland at the end of October and I like it a lot.
My name is Chris’

So....is there any chance I’m actually going to meet anyone with half a brain or is every guy going to be another Mr Fit or Irish Chris?

Wish me luck...I’m definitely going to need it.

Gone Fishing?

It turned out to be actual flu...no exaggeration I have never felt so flippin poorly in my whole actual life... all thirty *cough* years of it. I had to take a whole week off work which didn’t go down well so close to Christmas, ah well... suck eggs!

Christmas has come & gone, I went back to Wales to see my folks for the festivities. A four day visit quickly turned itself into a two day visit on the basis that as much as I love my folks, I enjoy my personal space and my own bed a whole lot more. There’s only so much Dissarono the Old Girl should drink in one evening and only so much of Downton Abbey that should be aired in one go... seriously that Christmas special took the piss...it was soooooo long.

There needs to be a plan in place for New Year... resolutions etc. I need to get myself organised and get myself back on track. Along with a New Year plan... my friend wants me to get back into the dating scene, more so for her own amusement and a few more blogs of disastrous dates. I’ve gone as far as creating an account online but I just don’t have the energy or enthusiasm to write up a profile for myself.

I’m baffled by the quantity of messages I’m getting from what can only be described as complete desperados. So far my account has nothing...it’s empty...no photos...no descriptions...SWEET F.A.... yet every day I’m getting up to 5messages asking me if they could be the one and do I want to chat...err how about NO...delete & block! Weirdos!

Wish me luck folks...this week I’m going to upload a profile and photos. At least there’ll be plenty for you to read x

Woe is me...

I'm full of cold... a really bad cold... maybe even verging on flu... there's a strong chance I might die!

A bit over the top? I'm pretty sure I can die from stuff like this so if u don't hear from me in a few days please come look for me.

In the meantime I'm all cwtched up on the sofa with my top boy and hoping tomorrow I'm going to be well enough to crack on with decorating the cottage for Christmas. If I leave it any longer there'll be no point in getting them up. I'm looking forward to getting all the decs up and making my first Christmas in the cottage extra special.

Photos to follow... Fingers crossed it goes well... wish me luck

BIG birthday memoirs...

Well the BIG birthday has finally passed... It's official... I'm an actual grown up... cue more tears... sad times boo hoo sob sob

For my actual birthday I went away on a surprise weekend away with my best friends and it turned out to be a bit of a disaster. I had high hopes for an amazing weekend away with my girlies, I've been raving about it for months. I understand that doesn't make much sense... the surprise was the destination not that they were whisking me away. I'm far too stressy to have something like that sprung on me!
Anyway...as I said...the weekend didn't quite go as planned and fond memories won't be shared from that weekend.

The weekend just passed however was AMAZIN... absolutely bloody amazin and I had the best time EVER! There was absolutely no mention of the dreaded thirty and my lovely friend Miss Bear outdid herself with decorating the table at the restaurant and her mum made an absolutely AMAZIN cake.

Photos of my drunken antics are yet to be posted on Facebook but apparently I did alot of flirting with Mr Fit in-between swigging double shots of Jeagermeister from my 'Twenty One' engraved shot glass. Oh dear!

I have no recollection of getting home but apparently I pushed the dog off his bed & curled up there nice & comfy for a few hours. Oh dear again!

Sunday was a complete write-off, I was soooo poorly and my hangover was IMMENSE! Dying sooo bad.

I'm now full of cold, feeling really rubbish but absolutely loving the memories of a wonderful birthday weekend

Thanks mates... You made it sooo incredibly special x