I mentioned in a previous entry that yesterday was the fourth time I'd been to visit Imperial in two weeks. Now is as good a time as any to clarify why: I've been on a couple of dates with Rikki. The whole story was posted on Twitter as it happened, so I shan't go into it again, but I will say that we're officially going out now. The deal was sealed at two o' clock this morning.
According to Facebook, two people like this. I just wish I could say the same for my parents.
Before Rikki panics (he's probably reading this), my parents haven't expressed a dislike for him. They didn't even freak out about me staying at his last night, contrary to what I was expecting, and there was certainly no need for him to roll around on the bed with a pillow over his head while I explained the matter to my father. It was very funny, though.
The only problem is that my mother holds a particularly dim view of me when it comes to relationships, and is likely to remain sceptical about this one for quite a long time. Considering my previous relationship, which was frankly shambolic, this isn't really surprising.
Still, as most people already know, I don't give a fuck about what my parents think.
For the benefit of any confused people reading this, Rikki's president of the RCS Motor Club. That is why I always got the front seat last night.
He's cute, but Christ, he's a bugger to get out of bed in the morning.
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