love is elusive in london
actually that's not true.
my friend jael moved to london for work, but also because she'd met a man a few months ago whilst recce'ing the place out. so she moves over and meets a nice jewish boy, albeit from france, and lives at his for a while whilst looking for her own apartment. 3 months later they like living together so she stays. 12 months later they get engaged after a lovely day in the city. the real city (nyc) that is.
after a few j-date adventures which resulted in nothing, she meets a guy IRL (the only way to do it) through friends and bingo. mind you she's so calm about it and so perfectly content you can't resent a happily bethrothed woman like that.
so here i am, went to a gallery with this guy i kinda liked. he's a lot younger than me so i knew it wasn't on the cards, but he's still good looking and seems nice and from our night out together with friends good fun too.
so then he invites me to go out with his friends to cruise chicks. i must have a sign saying "i'm a boy, really i am. or, you'll love me as a mate but whoa, i just don't qualify as a chick".
i'm so fed up. savannah's friend doesn't call after spending the night, and after attending a gig with me. maybe he got freaked that no one else turned up. or maybe i wasn't affectionate enough. any guy who calls me mate sends out signals of "let's just be friends". guy i kinda liked wants me to go cruise chicks with him. maybe i'm just attracted to men i know will never like me. not that i've met anyone who thinks i'm the bee's knees lately. the last one was from nye and he didn't even leave a message when he called. which in my book is "i'm not confident enought to deserve you" or "i don't care of fancy you enough to leave a message".
either way i'm craving a magnolia cupcake, a crumbs snickers bar cupcake, some tasty d'light and baglel with lox spread.
food will console me with warmth and a whole lot of love and 100% satisfaction. guaranteed.
my friend jael moved to london for work, but also because she'd met a man a few months ago whilst recce'ing the place out. so she moves over and meets a nice jewish boy, albeit from france, and lives at his for a while whilst looking for her own apartment. 3 months later they like living together so she stays. 12 months later they get engaged after a lovely day in the city. the real city (nyc) that is.
after a few j-date adventures which resulted in nothing, she meets a guy IRL (the only way to do it) through friends and bingo. mind you she's so calm about it and so perfectly content you can't resent a happily bethrothed woman like that.
so here i am, went to a gallery with this guy i kinda liked. he's a lot younger than me so i knew it wasn't on the cards, but he's still good looking and seems nice and from our night out together with friends good fun too.
so then he invites me to go out with his friends to cruise chicks. i must have a sign saying "i'm a boy, really i am. or, you'll love me as a mate but whoa, i just don't qualify as a chick".
i'm so fed up. savannah's friend doesn't call after spending the night, and after attending a gig with me. maybe he got freaked that no one else turned up. or maybe i wasn't affectionate enough. any guy who calls me mate sends out signals of "let's just be friends". guy i kinda liked wants me to go cruise chicks with him. maybe i'm just attracted to men i know will never like me. not that i've met anyone who thinks i'm the bee's knees lately. the last one was from nye and he didn't even leave a message when he called. which in my book is "i'm not confident enought to deserve you" or "i don't care of fancy you enough to leave a message".
either way i'm craving a magnolia cupcake, a crumbs snickers bar cupcake, some tasty d'light and baglel with lox spread.
food will console me with warmth and a whole lot of love and 100% satisfaction. guaranteed.
posted by londoncitizengirl at 2:31 PM
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