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Single Woman Plight - Bank Holidays

For those of us who work, we all know how incredibly precious a bank holiday weekend is.

That one (or two) days off which don't eat into our holiday allowance for the year, that let you have a long weekend and a bit of a chance to decompress and have some fun.

Mine started so well, had a lovely girly night on Thursday with some dvd's, some vino and a curry.  Yesterday I just chilled out in anticipation of going out today with a friend.

The rant that follows is a fairly common one for me.  I'm a single girl in a social circle composed almost entirely of couples.  The few single people I do know are women a fair bit older than me and consequently we go out to have a chat and a laugh rather than to meet people. 

A significant part of Single Woman Plight (SWP) in the couple-crowd is that you never see your friends without their significant other.  Obviusly for the coupled friend this is the way they get to compromise and see both people at the same time.  I'm cool with that.  For the single friend, its being reminded that you're single and not having time alone with your friend to chat about things really important to you because you're aware their partner is there.

Today, at about 12:30pm I text the friend with whom I'd made plans to see if we were still going to do something.  I got a reply saying he felt like crap and could we pass on it today.  Okay, thats fine.  You can't help being ill.  But could you have told me sooner than lunchtime so I could have made alternative plans?

Consequently, I spent most of my day wallowing in bed/self pity wondering how one goes about expanding their social circle to avoid situations such as this one.  It'd be nice to always have a back up in place so if one person lets you down you have someone else to see.  I suppose its a little bit like dating two people at the same time.

Another element of SWP is that you never seem to get to meet other single people.  I'm not really looking to date at the moment, but meeting another person in the same boat might be nice!  I think its actually harder to meet new platonic friends than it is to get a date, particularly as the internet is rife with websites trying to pair you off.

Apologies for the whinge, loyal readers.  I'm just p.o'd that I've wasted an entire day of my life in bed alternating between episodes of Ed, Edd and Eddy and The Adventures of Jimmy Neutron:Boy Genius.  I'm not knockin either programme, I love both, I'd just rather have done something a little more social/constructive with my day.

Getting Lippy

Dad, do you think this lipstick is too much?

Erm...yeah.  It is.

I thought so.  Its a bit heavy.

Yeah, makes your mouth look really big.

Hmm.  I do feel a bit like a painted doll.

Its more like blow-up doll.

I'll change.

Haircut!

Ok, so this isn't tomorrow.  This is 5 days late.  I am a naughty blogger and at the gates of bloggy heaven I will most likely be banished to blogger purgatory.

Here are a couple of pictures of the new haircut.  Yes.  I am completely posing and yes, they're horrible quality photos but thats what you get for buying a phone because its shiney and has blue lights that flash on the side when you have a text message, rather than it having a half-decent camera.

Still, you get the general idea of the haicut.  I'm still not sure about it.  I don't think I ever will be.  I don't hate it, I just don't love it either.  It did give me an oppurtunity to change my profile picture to something recent.  The old picture was pushing 2 years old!

So there you have it.  The new do.

Ive had a genius idea for a regular sort of post, so starting Monday I'll begiving that a whirl.  Mostly just to see if there's any chance of me blogging more than once a fortnight.  Ha.

In the Last Week I have...

• Colour Co-ordinated my underwear drawers.
• Made (and failed to complete anything on) a to-do list.
• Eaten 3 of these .
• Discussed how Denis Leary's No Cure for Cancer is actually still relevant now - 15-ish years from when it was originally performed.
• Bought myself this little lovely.
• And this one too...
• Had 4 inches cut off my hair  - pictures to come.
• Not blogged, barely bagged, and pretty much fucked Facebook right off.
• Watched this and been pretty disappointed by the whole affair.
• Come to terms with the fact that my favourite jeans (that I got in Topshop for £38 about 6 years ago) really are dead now and will have to be replaced.
• Been unable to find replacement jeans that live up to the aforementioned Topshop jeans.
• Promised myself I will learn the words to this song by heart
• Contemplated Yoga.

Tomorrow...photos.

Snapped

Today I had some trivial good news. Vincent Lecavalier has just snapped a 12 game no-scoring streak.  Its the end of the season.  They won't make the playoffs, but this small NHL snippet has made me very happy on a Sunday evening which is being spent dreading the prospect of going to work tomorrow.  You see, I love Vinny.  He seems like a sweetie and in almost all the pictures i've ever seen of him, with the exception of the one on that link, he's a total fox.

Other than that, the piercing is healing nicely and I will be writing a post every day this week to make up for not writing one for the last two weeks.