I decided last weekend that the time was ripe for having another go at the online dating game. And following one date and a handful of messages, I've decided to retreat back into the warm comparative safety of singles life once more. I don't have time for this shit.
Important Discussion Points:
- Apparently being generally disdainful of Jackson Pollock makes me an elitist Eurosnob (Alrighty then)
- Despite being born and raised in Ireland, my pronunciation of Yeats is wrong (it's Yates, you stupid fucker! Do you *really* want to argue this?)
- There wouldn't be a funding problem for research if we stopped wasting time on bad projects. (I just can't with this one)