If you don’t think men are explosive, try dropping one!

Yup its started. Alan has been in contact telling me he has heard some really bad stories about me. Maio! does he think he’s the first man to say that when their on their way out. Jeez it can get nasty, like I give a damn. Firstly I don’t know anyone he knows so will it make any difference to me? hardly. Secondly, not everyone likes Jesus Christ, so what chance have I got! so what I’m trying to say is I don’t actually care. When a relationship comes to an end someone is always going to be hurt. I must admit its rarely me as its usually me ending it. I cant see any point continuing with a man that I don’t really feel animated by.

He is a lovely man, but sadly he is a dreamer. I knew that when we met so I wasn’t bothered by it. Its not like I would have married him. The only problem now is we don’t have much to talk about. He doesn’t seem to read the papers and knows precious little about politics. My favourite subject. He knows nothing about horses and just wants to talk about trying to make a blockbuster movie, get rich and live happily ever after. Sadly life isn’t like that. If your career is not on track in your 30’s then its very unlikely that it will be in your 40’s and so on. So anyone who still doesn’t know how to make money at 43 has very little chance.

Lets face it, what Billionaire investor would give his money to a man with a very menial job, no property to his name and a car worth £150. Its not very likely is it. So the endless dreaming kind of put me off. It reminded me of another ex, who hasn’t turned into anything either. So sadly the truth hurts and I have offended yet another. Hopefully he will get over it soon and realise it was over before it began.

Anyway, today was a good day but tiring. I went down the pub last night, met a few fellows who ended up coming back to mine for a party. It was wild to say the least. I cant believe a 20 year old man was so charming and sweet. He was mad about me. Imagine that …