Location: Christchurch
Now I have two persona's, the sober sensible me, and the intoxicated man-eater me.
Last night I went out. After some pressure from varying sources about getting some man action I was on a mission. Unfortunately, this 'mission' ended with a dirty pash outside the door to my house by a guy who was 'walking me to my door'. He has a girlfriend.
See, things like this make me so disillusioned about men. It also makes me feel like being single makes me a 'threat'...I am that girl other girls dislike. Not because I am some seductress, but because I am single, available and loose when drunk.
Anyway, it is again Saturday night. This time I am tipsy on cocktails, have some friends around and have action on the phone. (Despite taking some time out to write this...) So I have had a text from Broadcasting Boy who 2 weeks ago said we could not catch up now he has a new gf...anyway tonight I get a text asking me if I wanted to go round to his for a wine as 'it has been a while'. That is BULLSHIT. Nonetheless after some inquiry about how 'odd' it is he is inviting around for a wine after girlfriend disapproval, low and behold- they have broken up.
I am THAT girl. The one who is called upon when a relationship ends. I feel like I need a boyfriend so I am not that shameless hussy...home-wrecker...desperate time booty call...Oh God.
S
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