Tuesday, September 26, 2006

I Think I Would Miss You. Even if we Never Met...

Now. I am a huge fan of anything romantic.

Sappy movies, walking on the beach, candle light. The whole cheesey, cliched, hallmark shebang.

But that line had me rolling on the floor with the gigantic amounts of cheese that I was trying to hide from.

And, instead of pissing herself laughing at the dappy bloke who said it, the girl just lay there, smiling a slightly inane smile, obviously thinking "who the fuck gets paid to write this shit?"

Me? I would have laughed at the poor bloke until he cried and then come on here to blog about it so all my dear readers (all 3 of you) could share in the giggles.

But I am only jealous. I would love for a guy to want me like that. My experience with guys is that before you throw open the doors and brace yourself for man overload, they are completely gaga for you. But once those doors open to them they decide to fuck off down the pub with their mates.

Which I suppose is fair. I mean - usually I would also much rather be down the pub getting out of my head than spending time in it.

Because any form of a relationship is gonna be a pain in the arse most of the time. You just have to find one where the fun and passion and friendship make up for all the shit you put up with from each other.

Sometimes I think I want that perfect man who will ride in on a white charger and rescue me from the humdrum of normal life. Other times I will settle for a guy who will bring me a cup of tea in the morning.

In reality neither of these are a good idea as I could never live up to the image of damsel in distress for the knight to keep rescuing and if I did he would probably one day not bother rescuing me as I would become more trouble than I'm worth. The guy bringing me tea would soon get sick of that game and become the norm of a guy who rolls over and farts in replace of conversation.

So what do I do? Well to start with I should probably stop watching the sappy romantic movies. I should stick to gory horror movies with no hint of a romantic subplot. I'm not gonna but I should.

But, now that I have made myself all morose I am gonna prod Daniel until he goes to make me that cup of tea...

10 comments:

charlie said...

you make the tea-you lazy biatch!

woot said...

pfft - i used to make tea and bacon sandwiches in the morning. Sod that for a laugh.

They can bugger off and make me a nice bup of tea.

I appreciate it...

woot said...

*Cup of tea. Obviously.

Bups are to small...

charlie said...

I would give advice, but I'm crap.
I was in a long term relationship from 14-16. single for 6 weeks then in another realtiohship. I dont remember being single.

I do know know that on screen romance isnt romance. Romance is going on dates, holding hands, laughing together-real life.

Be friends with blokes, go on loads of dates, get to know each other, have fun. Learn to love you before you love him.

woot said...

Love? Who said anything about love?

*shudder*

charlie said...

You gotta love you though, if you cant love yourself then it'll be very difficult to love anyone else.

woot said...

Course i love me. Im fab!

Though, apparently, a bloke...

Lorna's Ark said...

Oh dear holding hands, laughing forgotten all about that! I dont have romanace or that shit! Paula STAY SINGLE ITS LESS HASSLE! Yeah sure it starts out fine then they leave their dirty socks on the floor and turn in to complete slobs who would rather play on their computer than come to bed with their wife! Then moan when the kids wake them up at 5am coz they have only had 4 hrs sleep coz that game was sooooooo important! MEN are all twats!!

charlie said...

Ooo happy families all round then.

woot said...

yay! singletons rule.

specially when you have a couple of guys on the go...