X

Last night I caught my X on masturbating. Yes, we still live together. Because I cook really well, that's what he says.

My student neighbours decided to have an xbox karaoke session at 1.30am. I woke up and dragged myself out of bed to tell X to either go and speak to them (which I was sure he wouldn't do as he's not a confrontational type whatsoever) or in the old fashion way, bang on the ceiling (we still divide household responsibilities, and 'disturbances' fall under his umbrella, although he's never actually resolved any).

We haven't yet got into habit of knocking on each other's doors, so I just walked into his room, where I found him in compromising position. To try to minimise the embarrassment I still managed to ask him to deal with the neighbours, but had to make it short, and run to my bedroom to have a laugh!

Funnily enough, he spent all evening looking through Plenty of Fish … I had a glance over his shoulder, and noticed that girls there use much more daring pictures than 'ladies' on Soulmates. Hmm.

Dating
This week I have an invite to the East End gallery from Gunter, South African artist, and I'm exchanging e-mails with a very cute and tall (hurray) teacher, Ben from Greenwich. I will see how these will develop and possibly agree to dates with both, not at the same time of course. Although that could be a lot of fun.

Spooky James [Mr Monkey Media] has been e-mailing me since our last meeting, and surely the next mail will include a date invitation, but I still haven't decided if I should see him again because of the bear toy, anal sex stories, etc.

La dolce vita!