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  1. Valentines Funny

    February 14, 2012 by Tinkerbell Jayne

    Following on from my Valentines post, at least some people aren’t so dramatic about this overly-hyped ‘holiday’. Sent from my ever-so cynical friend (maybe I should send to Dr Anthony):

    Posted by TJ on her CrapBerry.

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  2. Valentines

    February 14, 2012 by Tinkerbell Jayne

    Today I read an article. The article was titled: How to prevent the Valentine’s day blues. ‘Ah, I could do with a giggle’ I thought, assuming it was going to be a humorous read, no doubt mocking the holiday. However, I was disappointed to find that it was in fact a sincere article, written by a chap named Dr. Anthony, who had struggled with Valentine’s day for many many years, opening up the article with “I have a confession: I hate Valentine’s Day” (wow, shocker).

    Not only did Dr Anthony drone on about how difficult it is to be alone on such a holiday (I can think of worse holidays to be alone on. Christmas surely?) but he then dishes out advice on how to escape the pain and loneliness of Valentine’s Day – “As a happily married physician, there are a few healthy options I recommend to my single patients to prevent the Valentine’s Day blues” and with that smug remark, he then serves up the list. An apparently scientifically proven list of things single people can do on February 14th to avoid pain and unhappiness, and be able to go out and enjoy their lives on this particularly difficult day.

    He states the obvious, from “Watch a funny movie” to the utterly stupid “Adopt a pet from a shelter”. Each recommendation has its own little in-depth paragraph that all start with “Studies have shown that …” and then he rants on about pets and exercise and endorphins.

    Really? I can’t believe this article is genuine. It’s Valentine’s day for goodness sake. It’s just one day out of 365 days of our calendar year. I understand that thanks to the likes of Hollywood, Hallmark, McDonalds & all the other crappy corporations that glorify this holiday, that yes, it is difficult to completely ignore it. We haven’t even finished singing Auld Lang Syne and the shops are already kitted out in pink & red banners to remind us V-Day is ‘just around the corner’. But you can still get away with not acknowledging it. Okay so this year I happen to be in a relationship (which I am NOT smug about, ahem), but I’ve been single plenty of times on February 14th and I wasn’t sitting around crying about it. I was single last year. And I didn’t panic about it, nor did I worry about feeling lonely for an entire 24 hours, no, I went and spent it with my family, y’know, those other people your meant to love.

    And all this nonsense about people getting depressed because they see so many loved-up couples everywhere, wining and dining, couples holding hands, girls holding flowers … does this not happen any other time of the year? I see it happen all the time, restaurants are always full of couples, I see men and women holding hands on a daily basis, it’s not just Valentines, it’s all year round. In fact sometimes I see a little too much – if I have to sit next to a teenage couple on the underground, who are sticking their tongues down each other’s throat and groping each other’s bum cheeks, then I see no reason why I can’t have a little PDA on Valentine’s day with my boyfriend without worrying about upsetting someone.

    Pfft.

    I did get flowers though *smug grin*

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  3. Return of the Man

    February 6, 2012 by Tinkerbell Jayne

    My goodness, its been an excessively long time since I logged into my own little online world. I have been off the blogging radar for a while now, mostly due to a complete lack of motivation, but with a New Year must come a Fresh Start (or just picking up where I left off, but with a more enthusiastic approach). But I am back, and I am back to do what I do best:

    Rant about Life and Bitch about the Male Species! Yeah!

    Or, maybe just one male in particular this time; yes, thats right my invisible chums, I have achieved various things during my recent months of online silence, but the most surprising of all has to be bagging a boyfriend!

    [Other achievements gained during this time include a promotion at work - pat on the back for me - and 57 heavy hangovers - just a rough calculation]

    The last time I wrote to you my posts were becoming somewhat moody. 18 months I had been on the singles market; I had met the good (who never really turned out good) I’d met the bad (normally nutcases) and I’d met the dam right ugly, and even they were hopeless. I had attempted set-ups through my friends, online dating, even re-kindling old (burnt out) flames, and goodness knows what else. Yet still no sign of prince charming, not even a slightly dumbed down less attractive prince charming.  Until one not-so-special Friday evening, when I had been dragged out against my will by some friends, I randomly met him in a bar. A bar!? The good old fashioned way to meet someone! I’d almost given up hope you could meet a stranger in a bar and live happily ever after. But there I was, September just gone, on a warm Friday evening, knocking back whisky & cokes in an overcrowded rock bar in the heart of London – and I met Larzy.

    Now, normally when I have an encounter with a man in a bar, I try way too hard to please them, agree with everything they say, and maybe even embarrass myself by getting a little desperate and clingy. I would normally convince myself ‘I really like him’ when I really barely know him, but I clearly just craved some sort of attention in that typical needy way that a lot of females do. This would often result in nothing but unnecessary disappointment when I would realise I’d wasted my time, or they would realise this first, leaving me high and dry and thus I would never hear from them again.

    Yawn. It had all gotten so predictable.

    But not with Larzy. This was a very different meeting, very different indeed. Don’t worry, I’m not going to get all soppy, and tell a tale of how two souls destined to be together, met in a crowded room and fell in-love instantly. No. Quite the opposite. Because I was fairly drunk, but he was even more so. And although I initially fancied the pants off Larzy, an hour in his company and I realised he was a worse drunk than I was. Nothing but a liability; spilling drinks, knocking into people and generally pissing people off (including me). He couldn’t remember my name, not even after the sixth time I had repeated it. He was stealing my drinks and refusing to buy me any back. Just a big tall handsome drunk liability. Upon realising this, something must have happened – whether my guard was let down, or I just decided that he was probably too wasted to try it on with me even if we both wanted him to – I suddenly stopped trying to impress him and actually started having fun with him. This changed things.

    Two hours into his company, we were drinking rum on the night bus home together and having long discussions about Family Guy. Out of all the goodies, the baddies and the uglies that I’d dated over the previous 18 months, I’d never met anyone I felt so utterlly compelled to hang out with the way I felt compelled to hang out with Larzy – fair enough we were highly intoxicated, and like I said, him a fair bit more than me, but what some people call drunk, I now like to call accidental chemistry!

    Anywho, as much as I liked him, and as much fun as I had, my previous experiences had left me mentally scarred and paranoid, therefore before Larzy was even saying goodbye to me, I had already emotionally prepared myself for the disappointment of never hearing from yet another stranger in a bar.

    So it was a very pleasant surprise to hear from him straight away, and an even nicer surprise to find out just how well we clicked in the sober world. And the rest as they say is history! Well maybe. Sort of. Im slowly discovering again that being in a relationship can be just as problematic as being single. And not forgetting, Im a woman, we are the deadliest and scariest of all the species – and we are never satisfied. We nag, we complain and we question everything, and no doubt thats just some of the fun the future will bring for Larzy and me.

    Watch this space chums!

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