Wednesday, July 12, 2006

best laid plans..

When I started this blog, I had a plan. It was going to have structure.

- There would be stories about ex-boyfriends.

- There would also be tales about men who didn’t want to go out with me in the first place.

- There would be general diatribes about Being Single in Today’s Society.

- Most importantly, under the cover of compete anonymity, there would be real-time, no-holds-barred details about my love-life.

But then nothing happened, for a year. A year without sex. A year without so much as a snog. (Which does make you wonder, what have I been wittering on about, thrice weekly, for the past twelve months?)

You might as well head straight on over to Chaucer's Bitch's place, because she is actually getting some.


  • It could be worse, you could be stuck in a dead-end relationship and not getting any...

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 10:45 AM  

  • That's a very good point anon. I feel much better now.

    Mind you, I can't ever imagine staying in a dead-end relationship. I'm not one for hanging around...

    By Blogger Spinsterella, at 11:59 AM  

  • CB's getting too much, by the looks of things. Maybe they'll end up sharing her, like in Paint Your Wagon.

    By Blogger Tim Footman, at 12:55 PM  

  • Did you hear about the cod who wanted to become a priest? They said he had to be halibut.

    Sorry, that was crap.

    On a more serious note, we here in Britain need to embrace the concept of the pick-up joint, as they have in America. The cocktail of bourbon and randy singletons is quite an effective aphrodisiac

    By Blogger The Blind Flaneur, at 1:32 PM  

  • this is the third blog in in a month where i heard this VERY same thing happening. maybe i should move back to the UK.

    By Blogger treespotter, at 2:01 PM  

  • Spin, you'll recall the famous Crickets song (as covered by Wor Bryan on These Foolish Things), I'm sure:

    "Please don't ever change/
    no don't you ever change/
    Promise me you're always gonna sta-ay

    As sweet as you are..."

    Where would we be with without the Mozzerette of blog?

    In your sexless martyrdom, can't you derive ANY pleasure whatsoever from the thought of being a cyber icon to millions - many of whom probably whack one off over you every now and then ??

    (In the imagination obviously, not literally, or you'd be forever blogging about how hard it is to get the jizz stains out of your Evans oversize cheetah-pattern jim jams...and surely even celibacy is preferable to that??)

    By Blogger Robert A. Swipe, at 2:13 PM  

  • you're in good company, spin. At least you're not pining away over someone and not getting any while that person has got a boyfriend (or more likely in your, girlfriend).

    or something.

    By Anonymous riddledwiththepox, at 2:59 PM  

  • It could be worse. Much worse. Eventually a tall, dark and handsome stranger will be swept away by your charm and wits and you'll end up having countless hours of high quality sex.

    By Blogger Finray, at 3:43 PM  

  • What's the point of Chaucer's Bitch having TWO comely men who manhandle her with their rough hands to the point where she is floating on a cloud of ecstacy (or whatever)? Surely she could offload one of them onto you? Selfish cow.

    By Blogger Betty, at 6:09 PM  

  • I stick by the phrase: I'd rather have a good cup of tea than a bad shag.

    By Blogger Hannah, at 7:31 PM  

  • Spin: ta for the plug.

    Betty: will do, just as soon as I can decide which line to cut. But I don't think Spin wants my rejects. She has far more class than that.

    By Blogger Chaucer's Bitch, at 8:25 PM  

  • Plans are stoopid. You've got a good blog here, whatever it was supposed to be like, it's good, long may it continue.

    By Blogger Billy, at 8:53 PM  

  • Class?

    *splutters red wine everywhere*

    Er, thanks CB. Nobody's ever used that word about me before.

    By Blogger Spinsterella, at 9:13 PM  

  • surely if you really do lack class, that should have been a white whine spritzer you spluttering out?

    By Anonymous riddledwiththepox, at 9:24 PM  

  • erm
    white *wine*, that should be

    By Anonymous riddledwiththepox, at 9:31 PM  

  • jesus, I'm illiterate.
    (and not a little drunk).

    you *spluttered* out.

    By Anonymous riddledwiththepox, at 9:34 PM  

  • White whine ... Freudian slip? That's what a lot of whites do here in SA, anyway.

    Spin, guys who might fancy you but read your barefisted blog might be terrified of you.

    By Blogger DavetheF, at 4:50 PM  

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