In the words of the bowl of petunias "Oh no not again" That dating - sorry "introduction*" agency have sent yet another referral. Now I had a few words with them not so long ago and they promised to call first before sending anything - no call received so nothing expected. At moment feeling a mixture of depression and anger because of unresolved job stuff and the news from Friday - I'm still human enough to feel sadness when I hear news like that.
So with my cheery and sunny disposition at the moment I'm fully expecting this one to go down the toilet as well -probably a good thing to - this one lists one of her interests as shopping. This has already made me think of those cloned estuary Essex girls that flock to Lakeside. Mister Squeaky is now driving me mad by intermittently humming "Barbie Girl" and grinning more insanely than usual.
*still not clear of the difference, but I think it relates to the scale of charges
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