Something seems to have happened. Either I’m going through a extreme-pheromone phase, the female population of the world has gone mad in the run-up to Valentine’s day, or my waking dreams have become more vivid. I seem to have become popular with the extra-geners for a period of two weeks (I even pulled/was pulled using the Aeneid at the weekend). Of course, some of this is due to the intervention of friends supplying me with much-wanted opportunities to meet said ladies, but there’s a statistically significant change I’m sure…
Also, weirdness: when I’m out with people, loads seem to assume I’m some sort of sexual beast who has sown his wild oats repeatedly into the quilt of mankind; everyone assumes I have tremendous sexual experience, like some roving-handed Grendelian beast. Do they not know me very well? I’m a computer games journalist for christ’s sake…
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