It's got to be a firefighter as a girlfriend accordinging to the bloke that bought me eightht pints and four whisky chasers... I didn't dance after all, and it was a blinding night out after all and after all it was a blinding night out. I am not sorted out as regards where to get a girlfriend woman person. The uniform and the Job puts off people, and off-putting people are difficult to talk to. I had a blindingingly good night out and the walk home was short. Before I got to bed I washed all my clothes and forgot to take my dressing gown down to the laundry room so I took the stairs up to my room. The glass-walled staircase that looks out onto the street that has the jammed open windows and the terrible updraft. i'm blogging in the buff here folks.
...And here is a real life woman firefighter
...and here is the sort I usually end up with.No, really and truely.