Not sober don't care

Apr 05, 2009 03:12


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.

drunken philosophy and faulty reasoning, dating disasters, relationships

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