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Sex on the beach? The drink – yes. The actual thing? Too much sand.

This facade of me being sexless is actually real.

Sometimes I fantasise that I was an actor playing a dweeb on a sitcom, and that the sitcom was this blog. And then away from the blog, I would get all the hot chicks because I’m that cool actor who plays a dweeb on a sitcom. That would be fantastic.

Except the sitcom, this blog is actually my real life too. Shite.

But you know, I’m very ok being single. I may be alone at times but I’m not lonely. I’m surrounded by a great family and I have great friends near and far. I walk to my own timetable and I spend my money anyway I want it. In short, it’s great.

Which is why I say “no thanks” to your couple-powered – double the action! – condescension and pity. You can keep those to yourself. Except for sex. If you can get me some of that, I will thank you greatly. I’ll even forget what you said about singles being dysfunctional and selfish people. Go on – sharing is caring! :mrgreen: