Oh dear indeed.
Now Tuesday was a very interesting day. It was a fine day until I went out.
To cut a long story short, I woke up in bed with someone that was not my boyfriend. I think i may have drunk too much?
I would give you some details but I'll be honest, I don't really remember what happened. All I know is I started the night with my friends, then got chatted up by this horrible guy who I eventually asked to fuck off and then I woke up in the morning with some other guy. It was so odd. But luckily for me I am good at picking nice guys even when drunk apparently? I'll call him G. He was very nice to me in the morning and even walked me home. I guess I have been rather lucky considering the circumstances. And before you all ask, don't worry we were safe.
Then I had to go London where I missed my appointment and then I had to tell the boyfriend. I feel like such a lucky girl you know, he was rather relaxed about it all. I guess that's why I love him so much. He just understands me.
So I have G's number and he text me today asking if I would like to come over (just to see him) so I thought why not? So I went up there and the bugger was out. What a git, he is too like my friend D. Except I've slept with G and not D.
So I shall see what comes of it.
He seemed like a pretty decent guy.