The Zoos Shave All the Animals

It's not very often where I meet a person and really, really like them - but this week was one such week.

Because speaking to Miss Gorgeous all this week put me in a bit of a pickle... or a jam... or some other sort of food container.

It turns out that she is a really nice person and was by far the easiest person I've been able to speak and joke with since I started my new job.

But she's gone now to go travelling with her boyfriend to Oz, NZ and South America.

I sound like a woman, I know (well, perhaps a lesbian...) but why do all the great girls who I like already have boyfriends?

(Collective 'sigh' for Tom pls) :)