Air freshener

The annoying bogan from Ipswich, or the Bad Smell as I've been referring to him as to my friends, came over this afternoon. He had to pick up his jumper which he left here. I have to admit the only reason I invited him over to pick it up was because I liked the attention he was giving me.

I had lunch with Max and B today, and we all shared our plans for the afternoon. The two of them were both back to work and I told them: "I am off home to shag the bad smell as he is being handed to me on a platter. I have no morals."

Well, turns out I do, yay me! I just could not bring myself to do "it". I value myself more than that. I knew it would make me feel terrible afterwards, and I have had a lifetime already of feeling terrible for things I have done.

I managed to kick him out nicely, but I think his feelings were hurt. I shouldn't really care, but I will be nice and message him again.

It will be just be "I never want to see you again", but in a nicer way than that.