Sigh. Great big sigh. I met a really really great girl last night called TH with whom I apparently went to school. In fact, her name is familiar but, after lengthy discussions, we established that there is a good chance no words were passed between us at school-despite having several close mutual friends. We also have 27 mutual friends on the ubiquitous facebook which we discovered to my amazement in the club on her phone! Technology is brilliant!
Anyway, I sigh because she is going to Leighton Buzzard (where she lives) tomorrow. Admittedly, based on my track record, that is actually pretty close after the girls who moved to Poland, Australia and China respectively but it's still pretty annoying! Still I did propose (on one knee and everything!) although we were joking at the time that my surname was "Crap" due to her drunken predictive text. So therefore I did ask her to become Mrs Crap.
Anyway, she dug me as much as I dug her! And she does not look 30 at all. In fact, I only believe her because her story checks out! Anyway, I've invited to EM's birthday party tonight but I don't know if she'll come.
Incidentally, after the proposal, she came to my house. I made her tea, played her some songs and introduced everything as "ours", i.e "this is our kitchen, our living room, our stairs" etc! Much hilarity.
Also had a good chat with one of the barmaids from my local pub whom I have christened LJ (in real life) as that is her initials.
