Thursday, January 26, 2006

Meeting Mr. Right?

I've been reading my unofficial Bible...Glamour Magazine and the brilliant masterminds, that the gals there have hired to help us, have revealed an awesome truth, yes, yet again, by George they've done it! It seems that they've finally solved that ridiculously irritating equation that has bugged most of us for eons and eons. Yes, finally they have calculated in a sophisticated manner the exact date of meeting our Mr. Right. In my case, I should be alert on June 7th at 6.23 pm, September 22nd at 12.40 pm, October 23rd at 1.26 pm and October 24th at 9.58 am. Obviously I won't be available at the last date, because I simply refuse to meet Mr. Right before breakfast. My mum says I'm a "morning wolf", whatever that means, but I trust she's right and I don't want to scare Mr. Right at the beginning of our wonderful ever after relationship thingy. These dates certainly make things so much easier for me; now I don't have to worry about the poor sods that might appear in the meantime. A man that shows up pretending to be Mr. Right on say, April 4th at 9.24 pm is clearly an impostor and will be treated accordingly. If only the Glamour ladies had published this incredible scientific truth earlier... my god, would my life have been easier and Mr. Wrong free! Thanks girls--you rock and I hope your wonderful magazine will get a bloody Pulitzer or even a Nobel Peace Prize some time soon.

Adios Senor Mal--Hola Senor La Derecha!


Comments:
Oohhhh!!!! Where can I find out when I will meet Mr. Right?? I need to get my whole schedule in order!
=P
Miss you! Hows the research coming?
 
hey there,
research progressing and i've even got a lovely office now at the top floor of St Kat's with a wonderful view of the ocean.
 
you are soooooo lucky!!!! a view of the ocean?!!!! argghhhh. no fair!!!! Maybe i need to go back to St. Andrews to do my PhD so I can get a sweet office =P.
 
That's as valid a reason as any other c",)
 
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