The Cat Bastet! Bless!
So I've followed in billytea's footsteps, and put up a profile on the guardian's matchmaking site. I don't exactly know why I've done it, to be honest, because I'm in fricking Cairo. But it occupied me quite happily for a good chunk of the afternoon, and it meant that I could continue to scamper around reading other people's profiles. I think I might email some of them in a cheerleading fashion, because it's kind of cool.
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Actually, I do know why I've done this. It's because I'm in Cairo, isn't it? I'd be too self-conscious to do it if I was in the UK and there was some possibility of having to go ahead and do the dating thing. Probably. Whereas this just helps me feel more cheerful about being single, because evidently there are lots of other nice people who are single too, and I'm all "Go you with the fishing-for-dates!". And matchmaking people who look like they'd suit each other. It's fascinating.
I have yet to find anyone as...intriguing...as the lady billytea referred to, who assured her that 'mines are big enough to hold your jonasan', or whatever it was that she said. Still, I live in hope.