A manly trip to the pub
Scalene and I went to the pub to talk about man stuff, okay to talk about girls.
I’ve not been feeling terribly pro-women over the last few weeks. I could name lots of things I like more than ladies (crisps, dinosaurs, gin) and I’m not really tempted to get in a relationship with one at the moment.
Even worse I’m not even tempted to run off with one to Vegas and get married by Elvis. That is just wrong. That is normally a constant urge, and why I have to hide my passport from myself on pay day.
As most of you would suspect Scalene and I just ended up laughing like idiots in the pub all evening, and definitely not talking to any of the girls there. Actually that was a bit weird, in the early evening the bar was absolutely stuffed with girls and no chaps. I should remember that.
It was an excellent evening and after talking over stuff with Scalene I think I’m ready to at least try meeting someone for a coffee/12 cocktails. However since I’ve not got a clue who to date next. I’m going to throw it out to the interspaz.
What sort of person should I try and go on a date with next? Try and keep it vague like an American rather than Lea Michele.