Rambling Randomly
Jul 21
Jul 18
» Double Spacing
Interesting. It was drilled into me so it would be hard to give it up.
Spaces
The question is, to single space or double space? I’ve always posted everything in double spaces after a full stop. Is this a traditional activity, or standard typing etiquette?
I’m what you might call a traditionalist, but I’m sensing I may be one of the dying few. I’ve always been taught to type with a double space after a full stop. Is this normal in 2009?
Jul 16
“ Flames to dust, lovers to friends, why do all good things come to an end, flames to dust, lovers to friends, why do all things come to an end…?
— Nelly Furtado
Jul 15
» Paradise Lost
We are turning into a bunch of mindless drivers who blindly follow directions from computers (myself included). I am heavily dependent on my sat nav - the few times I have attempted a journey without it I’ve become increadibly stressed.
“ À primeira qualquer cai, à segunda cai qualquer, à terceira só cai quem quer.
— Portuguese proverb
Jul 14
Internet dating is dull, or is it dates in general?
As the gay scene isn’t really geared towards meeting people for anything other than a, how should I put it… “how’s your father”, I decided to register for Match.com.
During that time I’ve sent 34 winks (and received only 4), sent/received 21 seperate emails, and gone on probably 8 or 9 dates. No amount of email exchanges can prepare you for what you get when you arrive in the bar or restaurant. Two in particular stick in my mind…
Date 1: He comes mincing in, and, although cringing inside, I was extremely polite and showed an interest in everything he said. So I knew within 2 seconds it was a waste of time but had to endure dinner and drinks with the guy. And I’m not exaggerating here - he really was seriously mincing. Email sent to Match.com suggesting a “Straight acting” attribute is added to gay male profiles.
Date 2 (this was last night so still very fresh in my mind!): No mincing this time. Met in a local restaurant - one of my favourites. I turn up wearing jeans, t-shirt and trainers. He turns up in a kilt. A kilt!! Again, extremely polite, but not happy to have been presented with a kilt-wearing Englishman with all eyes on him (and therefore me) - and I generally go to this place once a week! Endured 4 hours of dinner, drinks and conversation. Whilst he was a nice enough guy, we didn’t click, and I don’t do weird fashion sense or eccentricity.
Anyway, the upshot of all this is dating is far too much like hard work. So much energy for so little. Maybe I’m giving up to early - 8 or 9 dates might not seem like a lot, but I’m certainly getting the feeling that I’m a very small fish in a very big sea. I’m officially bored of it…
