Firstly, I would apologise for not having posted in an age, but I am not bloody sorry, and you have come to expect infrequent postings from me, so no need to apologise.
Today I went to a wedding. Weddings are beautiful and enjoyable and really quite moving. But how come I just come away from it feeling like a big old loser?
Is it because in 34 years not one single bloody person on the whole planet has ever wanted to marry me? That could be it, but I don't want to jump to any rash conclusions. The thing is I could go happily through life never getting married. Not because I don't believe in commitment for life, I do. But because I don't need the ceremony to be committed to someone. Even so, I would like someone to want to marry me. I am a pretty awesome person, but no one else seems to think so.
Right this is getting really depressing, so I shall run off and have a little scratch at my wrists in preparation for the wedding I have to go to in two weeks time. May as well start the self loathing early for that one.
Me at the wedding - sorry about it being sideways but I uploaded on to blogger before changing it and now I don't no how to change it - techno retard.