so flashcards this week then. ooh The (soon to be ex) Flatmate is headed to glastonbury for a bit so i get a prequel to life without him and his woman. OH THE JOY. i can't decide whether to get stoned and wave half-eaten chicken strips at lovely men in random chick flicks or get stoned and wave half-eaten chicken strips at lovely men in random chick flicks. decisions.
oh and for the groan-worthy thing of the day, the previously mentioned kiwi i did shots with over the weekend apparently wants my number. now generally a boy with a reasonably good taste in music wanting one's number is never a bad thing, but i have the worst possible track record with men from that part of the world. and that's putting it mildly. what's that you say? give this one a chance? ha. that's what i said about the last three and look at where that got me (look at my to-do list! look!). groan.
i haven't replied to our mutual friend's text yet. this could get awkward. i need to figure out how to phrase "i'm sorry, i don't date guys from there" nicely. maybe lots of smiley faces? or that could just make me look like i've lost my marbles.
life's always fun on planet manisha.