It's a Rose Melberg kind of day.

Today I realised I will never be killed in a horror film sort of way because I am unboyfriendable. Only hot girls or girls with boyfriends are killed. I am neither.

I've recently started reading I bang the worst dudes and realise that I have nothing but stories like these. I seem only to encounter douches.

My search for jobs in Dubai is slow. I am feeling misplaced here and figure I should physically misplace myself so my head and body are coordinated. As I've learnt in the past, distance makes the heart and head forget.

I wish I could have an "It's a wonderful life" moment.

This time of year sucks.