Was so tired so early last night, I had to cancel on this chick who wanted to come over and rub my furry back.
Note to self: I have to find a way to pace my nights better, or else I’ll have to resort to downing a pint of coffee just to try to stay up on nights that I end up going home early.
By the way guys; I call every girl “babes”, and half of them call me babes…likewise.
[My texts in green]
Basically, as they wuld say in the U.K. : I was knackered!
I was actually at the bar taking it light as possible. Grabbed me something to eat, with no intentions of seeing the corridors of my apartment for the rest of the night.
By 8 o’clock though, I just couldn’t manage to stay out. And since this chick had texted me about coming over, I didn’t mine going home to await her arrival.
In any case, that obviously didn’t materilize since I canceled on her from being so tired.
Be as it may, the dating grind gets so hectic at times that a crash and burn period is inevitable.