Went out on Friday night for his workmate's leaving do, and she was there. She kept talking to her mate and pointing and looking in our direction, in a really over the top drunk way. She was talking to Manc, about Nottingham (as if to ensure I knew that she had been there - wouldn't that have caused some trouble if I hadn't!) and generally making me feel uncomfortable. Fair enough it can't have been easy for her seeing us together, and a lot of it was my own paranoia. Well, some of it. But I would have thought she would have calmed it down a bit and drawn as little attention to herself or us as possible. For her own sake, no one elses.

In the next bar she cornered my friend and was saying that she didn't want there to be any trouble, but was slagging him off somewhat. She moved onto Manc, going on and on while he was pulling faces and she was failing to get the hint. The way she was acting, really over the top with her friends in front of us, and touchy feely, it was as if she was trying to mark her territory. Show me that she is still part of his life whether I like it or not.

Still, if that had been the extent of it I would have stayed fairly sane about the whole thing. But no, she asked him if he was going to introduce us (loudly pronouncing my name wrong, which is quite odd really as I seem to remember her pronouncing it perfectly fine when she barged into his living room to accuse me of being disrespectful). His response was that we'd already (insert expletive) met! But, she said, it wasn't under the best circumstances. Then, turning to me she said I think we may have met. Well yes, I seem to remember some vague situation where that may have been the case. I'm not a bitch. That was her response, not mine.

Isn't it great, we have been properly introduced, and now the three of us will be able to move on and have a great time when we go out for Manc's birthday next week.

Yes. That is correct. She was accidently invited by another friend, who is jointly celebrating his birthday on the same night out. And she thinks its a good idea to come. Knowing that I'm going to be there, with people I don't know and it will all be very awkward.

It just feels like she's making it difficult for us. I know I don't have anything to worry about, I don't think he would want to get back with her or anything like that, but I just don't like the fact that she is going out of her way to still be part of his life. Apparantly, she's not even really friends with the other guy whose birthday it is, yet she's still coming.

I shall be calm. And nice. And play the whole I'm-so-cool-the-ex-doesnt-even-hit-my-radar thing.

Ok, I shall get drunk.

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Luckily it only lasted the one day, but it would have to be a day I was spending with Manc! He came up here on friday and we stayed in with a film and a pizza, planning on having a more lively night out on saturday. However, I woke up feeling rather ill and spent the next 12 hours either on the toilet or with my head in a bucket.

I wouldn't have blamed Manc if he had wanted to just go home, I wasn't exactly fun company, but he stayed and was so lovely. He went out to the shop and came back with flowers, a frankie boyle dvd for us to watch as we wouldn't be able to go out, a big box of chocolates for when I felt able to eat again, and smoothie for the heathy factor.

Its not really the most romantic way to spend a weekend, I was quite embarressed by the whole thing but he just told me not to be stupid, and we just had a laugh about it. If he can see me at pretty much my worst - in my scruffy pyjamas, no makeup, greasy hair, smelling slightly of vomit - and still not be put off, then he may well be a keeper.

Today, luckily, I've felt ok, so the whole weekend wasn't a total wipeout. We went into town for a bit of shopping and lunch, and he left about an hour ago.

In other news, I've been studying but slightly stressed out by how much I still have to do. As usual! I always leave it until a few weeks to go and panic! Plus I am getting slightly distracted at weekends with the new boyf. But I shall persevere and get my assignment done!

The Ex messaged me on facebook. He's the slightly angry one, the one that keeps cropping up, usually at really inconvenient times. So I messaged him back a couple of times, only because I know what he's like, and if I don't respond he will be really funny about it if I see him out in town. I'm just trying to work out how to drop into the conversation that I'm seeing someone, without it being obvious that I want him to know. Then he will know that I'm not interested, but he won't have any reason to be funny with me because I'm not ignoring him.

Stupid boy. I probably should just ignore him. I don't owe him anything.

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He is currently away for the weekend with some friends. There was a spare place and someone stupidly offered it to his ex, so she is going with them. After the whole spying through the window at us, I am suspicious of her motives.

I know I have nothing to worry about, but it didn't stop the feeling of paranoia that has followed me around all week. It's silly, he clearly doesn't love her anymore, and he seems to quite like me, and so far has only proven himself to be a nice guy.

I've not turned into a quivering jealous wreck or anything, I am quite composed and have been very accepting of the whole thing, though he knows not 100% so. Its more the fact that they have mutual friends, some of whom think that inviting her along was a good idea. I'm not sure what they are hoping to acheive, but I can assume that I will have a hard time trying to win them over. Especially as they will have heard her version of her psycho fit.

I have met some of his other friends, some of whom are there this weekend, and they seem to like me. Or at least are polite enough to tolerate me. So thats fine. Some of them like me and more importantly he seems quite comfortable with me meeting his friends.

I'm just being silly and feeling a little sorry for myself.

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Last weekend was spent with Manc, as was the weekend before. He moved into his new house this weekend so this should mean no crazy ex girlfriends turning up with her mother late at night! Met his parents on Saturday, I popped round to see his new house and they had been up from Manchester for a couple of days. They seem very nice, easy to get on with, I don't have to watch what I say too much!

Friday night I had a leaving do for work, and sat went to a wedding do. My friend got married in Cyprus a couple of weeks ago and had a do back here. It was good, Manc didn't come as he had house stuff to sort out, but I stayed at his sunday and monday so that was good.

Its been a hectic few weeks, what with work being busy and spending a lot of time going back and forth between here and Mancs.

Ooh and flatmate and her boyfriend are moving out. So I'm keeping on the flat by myself for now, see if I can afford it!

Anyway, that pitiful effort is all I have energy for right now! Watching Sunday's x factor on sky plus then bed!

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Friday we went out with his work mates, some of whome are also my mates, so that was good. Went for Tapas and drinks. A lot of drinks.

Saturday, went went into town, I got my hair done and on my way back to meet him I bumped into my parents, who were a bit miffed I was 'home' for the weekend but hadn't went to see them. It was only because I didn't want to lie about staying at Manc's, as they have a real issue with the whole staying at lad's houses thing, even though I'm 25 and don't live with them anymore. So as I did see them and as they did ask, I told them I was on my way to meet Manc and staying at his. They didn't say much - probably because we were stood in the middle of the street - but I know my Dad will have been going on to my Mam about it all day once I'd gone.

Anyway, Manc treated me to lunch, and we went back to his. Made pizza together for tea, made the dough and everything. It's nice doing things like that together, it's fun. Had a lazy night in with a film and bottle of wine.

Yesterday was the best day though. We went to the zoo! It's a little zoo, but was still really good. I love the zoo, I'm like a big kid.

I let some ducks eat off my hand, which is a big thing for me as I'm pretty scared of anything that can fly at me. Or has a beak. I also fed a penguin, but it wouldn't come close enough so I just threw the fish and it hit it on the back. Was quite funny. In a non-animal cruelty way of course. Manc bought me a little giraffe toy. How cute.

Stayed at his last night but had to set off about quarter past 7, got home for ten to 9 just to quickly change into work clothes and of course was a little late to work but no more than any other day! He made my lunch for me again to take to work too.

It really has been just a great weekend, getting to spend time with him.
And no psycho ex and her mother, or nosey neighbours this weekend!

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However, the weeked either side of the trip were far more interesting.

Went out on Bank Holiday Sunday, and met my friend who was out with work. She went home, and I, er, pulled her boss.

Went back to his and didn't get home till 7 (I snuck in 5 minutes before my dad got up!). Which was rather unfortunate as I had to get up at 9 for the 4 hour car journey. I managed to hide my hangover until we were an hour up the road, when I announced I was going to be sick. My dad pulled over at the side of a really busy road, and I spewed. On my jeans. It was a classy moment.

Anyway, back to the night before... it was just a drunken thing. A good drunken thing. He asked for my number before I left but I didn't really think anything of it. But he text me all week and asked me to go to the cinema on Friday when I got back from being away. So we went to see Final Destination, went for a couple of drinks and then back to his.

We got on really well. I was surprised. There was a lot more to him than I'd thought. I'd met him a few times, and as my friend has worked with him for 2 years I've heard a lot about him, but I did think he was a bit, well, pervy. In a funny way. And I never fancied him when I met him, I didn't think of him as anything more than her boss. Plus as him and my friend get on really well, he knows stuff about me, like she went into work and told him about the whole psycho date thing - which he laughed a lot about - so I assumed he wouldn't really take me seriously.

However, we had a great time. Yesterday, we went for sunday lunch then spent the afternoon at his yesterday. He is planning on coming through here on Friday night. I really hope he does, I've just got major paranoia that he's going to cancel on me.

We can only see.

Oh, and he doesn't have a wife, child, girlfriend, fiancee or drink problem, and only a minor criminal record. I may have suffered an injury or three but nothing I'd complain about!

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Last night a few of us from work went round to one of the women's house. A few glasses of wine later and it seemed like attempting handstands would be a good idea. My initially confident attempt ended in a near concussion when I banged my head against the wall. At least I learned from that, not like one of the women who kept trying despite falling in very painful looking positions each time.

Felt a little hungover this morning, didn't get in until after 3.

Now I'm just watching X-factor and then I'm off to stay at my parents tonight. Night out back home tonight for bank holiday, then off to Edinburgh tomorrow for a few days.

See ya!

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It's quite sad the only time I get flowers is from the takeaway. I wonder why they put a rose in with the food. Maybe its because they know that I'm a sad singleton ordering food for one for a quiet night in! Is still nice though.

Spoke to my latest IT crush today on the phone. He had to fix a fault on my computer. After a failed 15 minutes I suggested that switching it off and back on again might do the trick. He laughed, that may have been from pity. I wasn't doing so well at the flirting. I was sitting there a bright shade of pink and twiddling my hair but (luckily) that doesn't translate over the phone.

Back to Big Brother.

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After spending 8 hours at work today, I spent another 4 in the office finishing the assignments before coming home and rewarding myself with a nice cup of tea, a biscuit and some CSI NY.

Can't wait to get in from work tomorrow and not have to do any study. I want to just lie on the sofa and watch tv, or maybe just go to bed at 6pm. Though really I have a massive pile of ironing to tackle and need to pack for going home on Sunday and Edinburgh on Monday.

I have a week off next week - I know I've only been back at work for two weeks since Spain but it's always the way, everything comes at once. After this I won't be off until Christmas, and even then its dubious as to if I'll actually get any days off other than the obligatory Christmas day and New Years day. Won't even get an extra day off for boxing day as it's on a Saturday this year.

Can't believe I am thinking about Christmas already. Though a card shop in town was putting out christmas cards two weeks ago which is just depressing. Don't get me wrong, I love Christmas. But I think I would like it a lot more if we didn't have 5 months of it. Would be a bit more special then. Having said that, my family is so big (and I'm so unorganised) I need to start now to get all my presents bought in time! Anyway, I digress...

I'm going to Edinburgh next week. With my parents. In a caravan. They had booked it already and I decided I'd tag along, spend a few days geeking it up in the museums and shopping and generally escaping from work and study and french squatters.

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At the end of the night, got a tikka wrap and went to my mate's house who lives in town. He's asked me out a few times before but I told him I just want to be mates. He said he respected that, it was all fine. I said I'd go to his for a bit to eat my takeaway and watch a film and then I'd get a taxi home, but he tried it on with me and was going on about how he knows I'm really busy and I live 45 miles away but he doesn't care he just wants to give things a try. Well I DON'T. Why can't he take no for an answer?!

I was there about 20 minutes and I just left. I've told him time and time again that I just want to be friends, that I'm too busy to think about blokes with all the work I've got to do. When I got back to my parents I text him and said that I thought we could be mates but it's obviously not working because he thinks that means more than it does, and I don't want it to be taken as if I'm leading him on when all I'm doing is treating him as a friend. And just to make it clear, I said that its nothing to do with being busy, I would find the time to go out with someone if I really really liked them, but I don't feel that way about him.

He said he appreciated my honesty and wouldn't bring the subject up again. Then he text me the next day as if nothing had happened.

I wasn't trying to be harsh, but no just doesn't seem to be having an effect.

Shame the present object of my affections doesn't like me that much. Well, one of them lol. Think I've got a crush on one of the IT guys at work. He came to fix my scanner last week. I tried to have a bit of a flirt but it was a bit difficult with the trainee IT girl hanging around.

Even I had to laugh at my ridiculousness though. I'd just taken out my contact lenses and put my glasses on as my eyes were a bit sore, when about 30 seconds later IT guy rang to say he was coming over to my office. Quickly put the contacts back in, brush my hair, powder my nose, spray a bit of Chanel... well something had to cover up the smell of desperation.

Mmm, forget Canteen Boy, I think this new mission could make work a bit more interesting. Until I find out he's got a girlfriend/fiancee/wife/boyfriend, and then I'll have to find some other victim crush.

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Went to Tesco, Cleaned the kitchen, mopped the floor, hoovered the entire flat, cleared out my chest of drawers, filled a bin bag for the rubbish and one for the charity shop and did some online house-hunting.

If my masters was in procrastination, I'd walk it.

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Nice.

Tractor Boy was in touch for a while but I've not heard from him since before I went on holiday. I did ignore his last few texts though. He's too young. I saw his brother and a women I'm assuming to be their mam in Tesco last night. He looked at me like he recognised me, but he might not have realised where from.

London Boy (the one I met in Newcastle) replied to my email on Facebook, and I sent one back before I went on holiday but I've not heard anything from his since. He was online before so I say Hi on Facebook chat and two minutes later he went offline! I think he's a lost cause, which is such a shame as I've not met anyone I like that much in ages.

Just as well, London is hundreds of miles away. And I don't need anymore distractions right now.

First day back at work after holiday. The admin assistant has left! She was told she only has 6 weeks left as her contract won't be renewed so she decided to just leave. So that puts yet more pressure on me, and everything I asked her to do last week while I was off she hasn't done. Which is not what I needed to hear first day back with 200 emails to go through!

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Holiday was good, not a lot to say really, lots of drinking and eating. And dancing and cocktails.

Didn't get much study done though, except for on the plane there and back. I have a stupidly busy 2 weeks of study ahead of me and really don't know how I'm going to manage it on top of work.

So just a brief post really to say hello, I'm back and I hopefully will get some chance in between work and study to blog over the next couple of weeks!

Bye for now.

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I'm so sad. The guy lives several hundred miles away and I spent all of a few hours in his company, so I don't know why I'm getting myself bothered about it!

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At the Adonis Stipper Show, that is. It was quite embarressing, especially when one of them ran right over to me with only a (very large) dollop of body lotion to protect his, er, modesty. Most of it ended up on my cardigan and in my hair. Which was embarrassing.

Was good fun though. Full of hen parties. One group, dressed as sailor girls were being real bitches though. One of them burnt my friend with a cigarette and then her mate said to her 'Did you get her' and they were being really funny with her, so it seemed like it was on purpose. Then, she was causing trouble with two other girls from seperate groups outside when they were smoking and she got kicked out. Served her right, there's no need for that. Especially when everyone is just trying to have a good time.

After the Adonis Show we went for drinks in the bar upstairs, before going back to the bar we ended up in on friday night. This time the only thing I left with was a pizza.

During the day I did a bit of holiday shopping in Primark. Feel a bit better now I actually have some clothes to wear.

The guy from Friday text me a couple of times over the weekend, then he text yesterday morning asking for my email address/if he could add me to facebook becuase he would like to keep in touch, and I've not heard anything else from him.

He's added me to Facebook, I reckon he's taken a look through my photos and decided he must have had his beer goggles on on friday. Even if I did have a cull of unflattering photos before accepting his add!

And so here we go again. Meeting a nice guy and then obsessing over why he hasn't been in touch. At least I've got 9 days in Spain to take my mind off it! Yey!

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I went over to Newcastle on the train on Friday afternoon. Everyone else had went through in the morning but I had to work. There were six of us altogether - two more joined us for the Saturday night - including 4 of the girls I went to Benidorm with, and a girl who had a go at me on a night out a couple of years ago.

She didn't know me, but she had started hanging round with a girl that I used to be mates with and started on me because she had basically been fed a load of lies and thought she was standing up for her mate. She soon found out what she was like when she slept with her boyfriend and later apologised for having a go at me. She has been nice to me ever since, but she's certainly a bit rough round the edges. Most of the girls hadn't met her before, one of them invited her along, and she was playing up for attention and annoyed most of us by the end. I'm no snob, and I swear quite a lot, but I think I'm going to stop because I really hope I don't sound like her. She is just so loud and agressive, it's quite embarrasing because everyone would have heard her a mile off and probably thought they would steer well clear of us!

Friday night we went to the Hyena comedy club. First thing I noticed - typically - was that its the place to go if you're on the pull. Other than the six of us there was a handful of women - most out with their partners - and the rest of the place was packed with men. We did attract the attention of a few guys on a stag do, which was unfortunate as one of them seemed to latch on to me just because his brother was pulling my mate and he found out I was the only other single one in the group.

One of the comediens I wasn't too keen on but the other two were really funny. Afterwards, we went to the bar downstairs, followed by the guys from the stag do. I eventually managed to shake off the one that latched onto me. Mainly by talking to another guy. I had noticed this guy as soon as he walked in. It wasn't that he was really good looking or anything, there was just something about him. It was a couple of hours later - when I'd just about given up hope of him ever looking in my direction - when he started talking to me.

We talked for a bit and when everyone else got taxis back we walked back to the quayside where both our hotels were. I went to his for a bit, then his room mate came back and seemed a bit annoyed, before disappearing off again.

I was very well behaved though. Well, I didn't sleep with him lol. We were just talking and kissing, and yes, I did have a little feel. It was very tempting but I resisted. I wouldn't usually, I'll admit that, and I'd have never seen him again so it wouldn't have mattered but I just thought didn't want him to think of me like that. Plus I'm really self conscious at the moment, I've put on weight and I just feel really rubbish about myself so I didn't really want to get naked in front of him. Which never usually bothers me. I'm just feeling a bit funny about all that stuff at the moment. Like going on holiday, I don't have much to wear that fits me/looks decent and despite the fact it will be boiling I'm taking leggings to wear out at night as I don't want to show my legs.
I know I'm just going to feel so self conscious the whole time.

Anyway, back to my man. Yes, he is actually a man this time, not 19 like the last one! In fact, he's 31 which is some kind of record for me. He seemed really nice. He walked me back to my hotel just down the road, I got back about half 4. He took my number and has text me a few times since. Shame he lives in London and I'll never see him again.

The guys I've met lately - well for a while - I've just not been that bothered. It's all been a bit half hearted, I've not met anyone I really like. And no one that makes me constantly check my phone to see if he's text. Even the date I went on the other week, I wasn't going to go at first. In the end I thought well so what if he's not the guy for me, what harm can a date do (How wrong was I. A swollen face, two beaten up guys and an arrest later and I realise I should have trusted my instinct!)

However this guy I really liked. Just as well he's not local, he's probably really a bastard, I've just been fooled. Wouldn't surprise me if he'd got a girlfriend, that's usually the case.

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My favourite bit: "If I do not have a confession from the guilty tortoise thrower I will sue everybody in the building."

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For weeks I've gone without sleeping properly, walking up through the night, and then this weekend I've slept loads.

I rushed to get ready and went into work, and when my boss asked if I was out I started crying. I don't know why, I feel such a fool. I just said I was tired and still a bit ill from having a cold and was pissed off at having slept in.

I feel better now - have recovered from my emotional episode - perhaps a few good nights sleep was what I needed. But I do feel like a bit of an idiot. I hate that they think I might not be able to cope. She told me to go home, to have a day off but I didn't. It would just have made things worse because I would have had twice as much to do tomorrow.

At least it is One Tree Hill night, yey!

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Not quite a wasted trip though as I did get a new bag, some other shoes, and some trousers for work. Treats for me!

Still haven't done much work. Oh well. There's always tomorrow.

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But on the plus side less than three weeks to holiday time!!!!!

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In a maximum 2500 word essay I've had to cover 5 major aspect of public relations. Any one of these would easily warrant that amount of depth on their own, so to try and adequatly cover each in about 500 words is no mean feat.

I only have one more point I need to cover (but I need a good example which is why it's taking so long) and by then I should be about a couple of hundred words over. Which doesn't sound much to edit out, but I've already edited the essay to death.

I think I'll finish it tomorrow, but leave the editing for a week or so when I can go back to it with a fresh eye. In the meantime I have the second of four assignments to be getting on with.

Feeling under pressure. Think I'll make a cup of tea, watch big brother, and go to bed.

Night

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Had an 8 hour meeting today about pig flu. Now I think I might actually have it.

Maybe its just the power of suggestion. That if you talk about something like flu for long enough you convince yourself you have it. Or maybe the thumping bad head (which has actually subsided a bit now) and the burning throat is real.

Hopefully I will feel better tomorrow. I have far too much work and study to do to be off ill! I have been doing some work on my essay tonight, hence why I am not already in bed sleeping off this potential cold, but I'm so far behind already.

Serves me right. I didn't do any work last week. What with going to London, birthday celebrations and having a date that resulted in a possibly broken nose. It's still sore now, though looks fine, and never went to get it checked out so I could well have cracked it for all I know.

Not heard from Psycho Date. Tractor Boy is texting now and again, though I'm struggling to convince even myself that he's not far too young.

Bed time for me. Night.

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Think this means I'm supposed to grow up and start being sensible. Can't see that happening any time soon!

Especially considering I have just got in from birthday celebrations and drunk facebooked some random I met out tonight. Ha.

At least I have birthday cake to look forward to for breakfast tomorrow.

Night.

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I've got a bad case of 'the grass is always greener' syndrome. Everywhere that isn't here feels so much more exciting and interesting. The people, the places, the atmosphere. I come back with an overwhelming feeling that I'm missing out on something amazing.

I feel like that after my very short trip to London. It's not that I particularly would want to live in London, but it would be nice to experience it a lot more. Or any city for that matter. Though it's odd because I really don't make enough of my current surroundings. There's so much I could see and do, but don't. And I should. I should concentrate on that before getting any crazy ideas in my head!

Anyway, I'm off to bed, and when I wake I shall be another year older. Not so wiser.

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The awards ceremony was very posh. Gabby Logan was hosting and Michael Parkinson presented one of the awards. And a couple of dancers from Strictly Come Dancing provided the entertainment. And there was a lot of free wine.

Got rather drunk. As usual I was the last to go to bed. It always seems like a good idea to stay until the bitter end. Never know when to call it a night! I only knew two of the women who were going, and not very well. There was ten of us all together and they all work in the same team so I felt a bit awkward that I didn't know people. And in situations like that I tend to drink a lot. However I broke the ice with tales of my disasterous date. Though they probably now think I'm some well dodgy girl who makes a habit of getting caught up with the wrong guys and regularly gets involved in fights. Which of course, I don't. Well, I do pick the wrong guys, but the fight part is new to me.

So was feeling a little ill on the train on the way back. Then I went into work for a couple of hours as I know tomorrow will be hectic - will have lots of publicity stuff to do about the awards.

Didn't get chance to see or do anything else while there. Saw a few sights in the taxi between Euston Station and the hotel but that was it! Was a couple of days out of the office though, and something a bit different - not everyday I get a paid-for trip down to London and the chance to go to a fancy do.

I've not heard anything from Psycho Date. The girl at work who introduced us text me yesterday and said no one had heard from him since (her husband works with him). Tractor Boy was texting on Tuesday. He seemed fine about the whole thing, although he said he had a belter of a black eye. Not heard anything from him since Tuesday night though. He's too young for me anyway. He's only 19 (Gemma, you will be proud!) I don't think my friends would ever let me live that one down though.

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Where to start?!

I went out with the guy I met the other week, through work people. I wasn't going to, but I decided I might as well give him a chance, it was all very last minute yesterday. He hadn't yet been given a blog name, but I think Psycho Date might be quite appropriate.

We went for Mexican food, we had a few drinks, and we made polite conversation. I wasn't bowled over by any means, but it was going ok. At that point anyway.

We went for a few drinks. He suddenly got very weird on me, accusing me of looking at some bloke. To be fair, I had noticed this bloke, and he had noticed me, but I didn't think a split second of eye contact would have been that noticable.

Psycho Date kept going outside to smoke, leaving me by myself. His ex was also hanging around and he was outside talking to her for ages. At which point, I went to the bar and the guy that I'd noticed earlier started talking to me. I explained I was on a date and I don't usually pick up other blokes while on dates! We did quickly swap numbers though and I went back to Psycho Date before he disappeared outside yet again.

Had enough by that point, told him I was going home. He was in a right foul mood. When he left, I went back and had a drink with the new guy, his brother and mate. It was a good half hour later, at least, and me and new guy were sitting by ourselves. (Think I shall call him Tractor Boy - as he drives a tractor. Nice. I don't half pick them.)

By this point, Psycho Date had come back in and got a drink. First I seen he was storming over to me and Tractor Boy. He shouted at me, saying I was nothing but a tart (sure he could have thought up some worse words) and going off on one, before pouring his drink all over our heads.

Then he punched Tractor Boy. Several times, the poor guy it was awful. He never once raised his hand back to Psycho Date, not that he got a chance. I got hit in the process and my nose is swollen and bruised. It may even be broken. The bouncers came and chucked out Psycho Date. There wasn't many people in the bar, we were providing the floor show, which was embarrassing. (Even more so than my rendition of Papa Don't Preach on the kareoke earier in the night!)

We waited for Psycho Date to leave, but he was waiting outside for us, so the bouncers let us out via the fire exit. However, while we were making our way to the taxi rank, Psycho Date started on Tractor Boy's mate. I didn't see this, just the aftermath, which involved a lot of blood and a trip to the hospital.

Tractor Boy's brother rang the police, and I left as they arrived. He then text me about half 3 to say that Psycho Date had been arrested.

I had no sleep last night, I was in bed for about three hours but too shook up to sleep, and of course that didn't help the hangover. I never go out drinking of a work night. This is what happens when I do!

So yeah, that was some first - and only - date! I thought I'd had some dating disasters in the past but this was certainly full of firsts for me. Can't beleive my quiet Monday night date ended up with two people getting beaten up, me having a possibly broken nose and my 'date' being arrested.

I have had to laugh about it today. I think I'm still in shock, if I don't laugh I'll cry!

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Which is exactly what I am going to do right now.

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I just don't have time for all that malarky. I didn't reply, and I've not heard anything else from him since.

Last night I went home for the weekend and went out for some early birthday celebrations. I figure there's nothing I can do about getting old, might as well celebrate it in style.

Ended up kissed Married Man (no-longer-married man). He was wearing vest. I think it was part of a fancy dress outfit. I hope, anyway.

I did meet a really nice guy who was there for the night from Durham. We chatted for a while and when he asked where was best to go, I told him about the one and only night club, and he said they would go there later on. So I kept a look out for him and I never seen him.

Was a good night out, though my head and feet hurt a lot by the end of it. I hadn't been feeling right all day, I don't think the alcohol helped! Was quite rough this morning!

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It is a bit warm.

I've decided I'm not really a summer person. Ok, I hate it when it's really freezing and I can't get warm, especially when it's too cold to get out of bed in the morning, or its 2am on a saturday night and I'm standing waiting for a taxi in sub zero temperatures.

But so far summer isn't really going to well for me. I can't sleep because it's too warm, and I've had a bad head for a week. I just feel yak.

But even worse, are the spiders.

HUGE spiders. Everywhere.

Yesterday I picked up a glass to wash and there was a massive spider inside. I dropped it into the water and ran screaming from the kitchen.

Last week, I trapped one under a washing up bowl and put a catalogue on the top to weigh it down so it wouldn't squeeze underneath, until my flatmate could get it the next day.

I have spider paranoia. I have to check my bed for spiders before I get in, and the bathroom before I close the door.

I know I should just be pleased that we are actually getting a summer this year, but I'm just grumpy. And tired. And really don't feel well. And seem unable to function at work or to do any study.

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Went out last Friday night with work. Met a guy... and we swapped numbers, he has rang and text asking if he can 'take me out sometime', but I really don't know.

He was quite good looking. I think.

He just doesn't seem to have much crack.

In other news, I'm off to London next week for an awards ceremony. One of the teams at work is up for an award and I put their application together for them, so me and 9 other women are off to London to a fancy do and staying overnight. Should be good though as ever I'm panicking over what to wear.

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