Anyhoo, on the lack of loving front.
I have met someone, ish. But in my usual fashion, there is something wrong with him. Trust me to fall for a guy who's last serious commitment ended in death. Yes you heard me... sigh. He dates a girl for three years, proposes when he turns 30 and she dies in a car accident. 6 months later I arrive to entertain him cos really I reckon that is all I am doing at the moment. Even if by some magic of the universe this man falls for me, I would be terrified. Lets assume he decides we should date for 2 years before he proposes... he will be wanting sex. I may have omitted to tell him that I am as yet hymenally challenged. All of a sudden I have been meeting guys who are not interested in virgins, or maybe it's just a male doctor thing (story for another day). I do like him though. Let's call him Lilu and I reckon he would be progressive enough to let me keep my surname. Let's see what happens. A memento of our first date (yes I know it was freaking romantic, he held my hand etc, but I am not getting my hopes up):
