This is Lou's Life

Thankfully during all this dating I've dicovered I'm very good at talking (some would say I could talk underwater) and can laugh at my own jokes, because that became the common theme to all 3 dates I had one week. Date 1.   It was time for date 2 with Col the accountant, I was unsure about this and thought I'd give him another go to see how I feel about it. We had kept in touch while he was away at work, but realistically it gets very boring asking a FIFO worker 'how was your day?' when you know all they have done is go to work for 12 hours so their response will be either 'busy' or 'cruisy'.   I'd like to point out that the night before he flew out and the first day he was home he thought it was a good idea to drunk text me... what's that about?! to me that was a massive turn off, so by Tuesday night I'd started to think dinner was a bad plan. It was also an epic task to decide on a location for dinner, so he was very quickly making his ...

Back in August last year I can honestly say I was dating 'hard'!! To a point where I realised I had lost sight of the end goal, which was to meet someone nice to spend time with. My very good friend Dick (haha love a pseudo name right?!) and I had managed to turn dating into a sport and had become very competitive with it... Including having a competition as to who could get the most dates in a week.  Now I will point out there was a requirement for the dates to be with quality people so not just find a person and go out with them, which made it a bit more difficult. Dick won hands down, and I put that down to him being in Sydney and having more access to people than me here in Perth, although the number of people on Tinder in Perth has dramatically increased in the last couple of months. So during this competition the highest number of dates I got in a week was 3 and he got 7 - some serious commitment right there!  This is what that week looked like in terms of the guys I da...