Thursday, May 01, 2008

The curse of 'three'

Last night, just as I was struggling to renounce my 'Plan' and settle back into an unambitious and untroubled asexualism, I suffered a particularly strange and taunting experience: quite by chance, I ran into all three of my would-be romantic 'targets' out on the town - all within the space of 20 minutes! Of course, circumstances were not conducive to me actually talking to any of them (surrounded by a sea of guys; mounting bicycle to go home; surrounded by a sea of guys, and about to go home). God is messin' with me!

Well, three is a magic number, of course. (Damn - why doesn't YouTube have that great Adidas ad from a few years back with all the football tricks??)

Bad magic, in my case.

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