The Late Zone

I'm dating free. I blame the recession. Thanks to the banks' sticky fingers and Gordon Brown's short-sightedness. Well, OK, I don't totally blame the recession, but I do find myself comparing the cost of going out on a first date (and subsequent ones) against staying in and using the money for other things. I mean, I can spend a fraction of what I'd spend on a date on a DVD, some tiramisu and my trusty dildo. I've become an overnight accountant, me! A little adorable version of Scrooge. Love costs money and don't let anyone tell you any different. The recession's the best time to be single, I say. Ahem, that's my excuse anyway. And I'm sticking to it, damn it!

So a First date is not part of my vocab at the mo' and won't be for a while. And to be honest, I don't miss it that much. I could do with the break. If it means I get to enjoy my own company a bit more, get to know my body a bit more while saving myself a bob or two, then so be it. So, first date, adios. Come back in 6 months or so when I'm (hopefully) not feeling the pinch. The state of my finances is a lot more important than a girl/Boyfriend at the mo', no matter how adorable s/he may be.It doesn't mean I can't and don't look at all the adorable-looking people out there though! It's free to look, innit?! I can window shop, can't I? I guess I could always chat to one potential girl/boyfriend or three, swap numbers if they're interested and go out on a date later on down the line (if they're up for it at that point).My next girl/boyfriend will be a very lucky person. No one to play with can do something to a woman! Don't get me wrong. I'm enjoying doing me. However, there's the sexual energy I share with myself and there's the sexual energy I share with lovers. They're similar in some ways, but different. It's like being let into a different part of a fairground. Still fun. But different.