I've noticed that I actually only really realise how much I've missed something when that something becomes part of my life again. The most prominent example I come across of this is coming back to uni. It makes me realise how much I have missed checking out cute guys as I wander round campus, how much I've missed standing on the science concourse watching their cute bodies wander by in their own little worlds.
I went out last night, to good old Rainbows, to meet up with the good old Pride crew. It was a really good night out, I finally got to meet Jen who is as lovely as they claim. As usual I wasn't drinking but I had a good time non-the-less. The barman was absolutely gorgeous! There wasn't a huge amount of talent out, as usual, but enough to keep the eyes occupied. What amazes me is how some people manage to pull every week despite being mingers, also as I don't pull every week does that mean I'm not a minger? or just that I'm a really unlucky minger?