The End of the Random Snog
@ flay | Monday, Feb 15, 2021 | 1 minutes read | Update at Monday, Feb 15, 2021

Listening To: Alien Boys - Night Danger (“Mother Chaos” is my fave)
Photo: Alien Boys play a boxing ring.

I’m not one for celebrating commercial holidays, but Valentine’s day was still still a bit rough.

Running into a lot of “science-unawareness” in my attempts to date in the midst of a pandemic.

Despite following all the guidelines and having no contact with any outside household for almost two months now (won’t lie, it’s been rough), I’ve actually been told twice I was thought to be “COVID unsafe”. Maybe it’s my appearance or demeanour, I haven’t got it sussed out.

On the bright side, I’m not up for a judgemental partner, so at least they are weeding themselves out. Right?

No choice but to continue. Spending the next four or five years (what, you think this is gonna be over in the fall?) single just isn’t an option.

ps. From The Guardian: No more drunken random snogging, perhaps ever.

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2 x 3 =

6 x 0 =

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1 x 2 =

1 + 2 =

2 + 2 + 1 =

1 + 1 + 1 =

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12 - 8 =


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