No real progress with Fee. She went out to the cinema last night with a guy friend called Dougie last night. A guy friend who fancies her. Who owns a flashy pad near the marina in Inverkip. With a gigantic plasma tv. Who’s happy to drive all the way down to glasgow just to go to the pictures with her. I know she’s supposedly not interested in a relationship with anyone at the moment, but deep in my gut is a feeling of ‘how the hell do I compete with that?’
Argh. My luck with women SUCKS.
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What’s a brutha to do about ’em?
Let me break the situation down for you all, dear readers.
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