Ashes to ashes
Last night was: 1 Gin and Tonic, 3 Rum and Cokes, 2 Tequila Shots and one sappy, I-wish-I-didn't-love-you email to Boy Last Year.
*Tsk Tsk*
Would very much like boy drama to stop. As such, will give up dating for 40 days and 40 nights. Frankly I don't think it is very long but will be delighted if it proves to be a breezer and reprieve. Am very certain that I do not have raging hormones like Josh Hartnett character, nor will I meet a boy as cute as he. There simply are none in SF. Should therefore not face the same problems.
This afternoon will walk to church to get ashes on forehead to mark the beginning of solo life. Solo for 40 days that is.