What a weird day.

I spent most of it from the last blog entry onwards doing two things: talking to the magician via IM, and ignoring the guy from last night, who I have to say is becoming exceptionally irritating. I have now told him very firmly that not only have I zero interest in seeing anything else but that I am also quite poorly and wish to be left alone. He's still insisting on sending messages every hour or so though and whilst I'm sorely tempted to just block him let's face it...it's interesting isn't it?

Anyway moving on. The magician. The magician is screamingly funny. And I secretly quite fancy him. It's the age thing but...I don't know. I don't know. I might be over his way towards the end of the week. We'll see.

J, the lovely lovely genuine one...oh I don't know. I sense there is something quite deep-seated that is wrong and I don't really know how to progress this one, or even if it WILL progress. He's so lovely but I just don't really understand what's going on. This is the second weekend he's arranged to meet me and then backed out, and I am a bit worried that he's got some serious issues that I...I don't know. This always happens. It sounds selfish but just once, once, I'd like one that's not broken. I don't know. He goes to great pains and lengths to convince me of how much he likes me, and then backs away from actually getting together.

I need to take more painkillers and lay down.