Who said romance is dead

Hello! I just dropped in to throw out some random thoughts, as I’m feeling a bit all over the place this evening. I need to focus my brain and maybe put out some very minor emotional fires.

I went to the hospital today for the second of three hepatitis vaccinations. I’m not exactly sexually active at the moment, so there’s not a great deal of point, but I guess I just thought it’d be something to do. The nurse giving the vaccination was a bit ditzy. She checked my date of birth, but never confirmed my name or address. A bit worrying. Then she failed to give me a slip to take back to the reception to organise my final vaccination. Goodness knows what she injected me with. It hurt like hell, I must say. More than usual. I was expecting two injections actually, but she just gave me one. That made me worry even more.

At least I got out of there sort-of alive. I caught the bus back down into town and had a sandwich just off the high street. I’ve found a place that do very hearty sandwiches. I sat there for ages after eating, just trying to figure out what I wanted to do with the rest of the day. I was almost catatonic. There’s a video of me dithering somewhere on my Twitter feed. I didn’t really fancy window-shopping, as that feels weird now without having someone else with me. I didn’t fancy the pub either, which isn’t like me at all. Usually I’m all like: “Well, there’s always the pub!”, but not today. I just ended up coming straight home. I sort of do fancy the pub now, but it’s a bit late for me. Perhaps I’ll go out tomorrow. I probably shouldn’t though, as I’ve been getting overly emotional when I’m really drunk. I don’t think I’m drinking any more than usual, but my reaction to it is just a bit more intense. I’ve been getting very melodramatic. Maybe I should just leave it for a while and go out for a sit down food lunch somewhere nice. There are so many restaurants I keep meaning to try out, including ones I’ve had deliver too me in the past and I’ve wondered how much better it would be fresh. Takeaways are pretty yucky. We shall see.

I’ve been watching the comedy-drama “Mum” this week, which a friend recommended to me. It’s think it’s now been cancelled after three seasons. I bought the DVDs, as I wasn’t in the mood to fiddle around with an on-demand service. It’s really, really funny, but also poignant and sad. I’m reacting more to the sad aspect of it. Not in a bad way, mind you. It’s just hitting a sombre nerve. I’ve nearly cried a few times now.

I deleted my Gaydar account this week. And the app. I’ve had the account since way before I even started going out with my ex, so that felt kinda sad. It was a website only originally, but now I think they’re focussing more on the hook-up app side of things. My reason for deleting it? Well, I guess, for me, these apps have never proven to be an effective way of meeting the right people. The final straw was being contacted by yet another guy with an angry bio where he ranted about “timewasters” and people without profile pics. Don’t put that stuff in your bio, it’ll just scare off the type of person you’re trying to attract. Sigh.

My romantic plans instead? Combination starter for two (but really for one), salt & pepper tofu, crispy shredded chilli chicken, egg fried rice, Singapore vermicelli, chips and a bottle of coke.

What you having?

Toodles!