Single

So now am the only remaining member of the Pashmina Mafia whose adventures now consist of late nights in fron of the TV watching Jersy Shore and eating ice cream. This must change. But finding gals one can let loose with and have fun and be sure nothing said or done will come back to haunt me is difficult if not near impossible. A few candidates look promising - the Gypsy, Lulu, Big Red - but travelling distance makes frequent debauchery hard to schedule. Also debauchery on a shoe-string post-condo purchasing budget is hard to indulge in. *Le Sigh* It's going to be a long boring winter.

Shit My Russian Says

Me: *poking at my Lean Cuisine Mango curry chicken*
Russian: Don't just play with it, eat it
Me: I'll bet you say that to all the girls...

Googled

Russian: I see you are wearing your dominatrix boots today
Me: I wore them just for you
Russian: you're too kind. Have you ever thought of having your own website?
Me: no, but obviously you have. How do you know I don't already have one?
Russian: you don't. I googled you
Me: and you didn't even buy me dinner first, tsk tsk...