Solo
Right then, wankers, I'm single again. Bring on the totties.
19 February 2005
About Me
- Name: The Fly
- Location: Van Diemen's Station, Old Dominion
The Fly is a twenty-seven year old curmudgeon. He's a devout Anglican, a dedicated conservative, a renaissance man in combat boots, and an unlikely connoisseur of feminine pulchritude. His writings are a cure for ignorance and boredom in a troubled world.
Previous Posts
- Assad Change of Affairs
- The Domino Effect
- A Travesty of Eponymity
- Big Chicom Army
- War in the Desert
- Ordinary World
- Drosophilic S-1
- Ukraine Joins the Party
- Etna Blows Off Steam
- Oops! Kyoto's Bad
2 Comments:
Sorry to hear about your new singlehood. But it was probably for the best right?
Yeah. And who knows, we may end up together again at some point, but for now we at least need some time apart, and I think it's very possible that we're just not right for each other at all.
I value our time together, and I still care a lot about her. I really don't have any regrets.
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