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I'm sitting here listening to Christmas swing music (perfect!) and being quite content.

I was just at a Sushi party - nothing very big, my friend and her 2 flatmates could invite 3 people each. I had a really good time drinking Schloer and giggling and gossiping.

One of the flatmates knows the guy who asked me out on Sunday and apparently he's quite a player so that cured me pretty quick. :) This past week I've been thinking "damn, should I really have turned him down? He's so nice". So now I know! If there's anything that could be worse for my emotional state right now it would be going out with a player without knowing it. It's strange though 'cause to me he's always seemed like a quiet guy - but there you go!

Speaking about guys who've asked me out, I ran into PhD guy yesterday after trudging through snow to lectures - he doesn't seem even slightly embarassed about the whole situation so that's really cool (as opposed to Player guy who has been working in different labs to avoid me).

Oh no, I'm doing it again! I've realised this past week that I have the biggest mouth ever when it comes to me and boys. I just can't seem to help myself from saying to people I know "Guess what?! I got asked out by e-mail twice in a day!" or "Oh yes [Player boy] does [Player boy's martial art] so I don't know if he's going to turn up to the martial arts ceilidh - that might be awkward!"

*gazes at navel*

It must be because I'm blonde. :D