I swore off married and other emotionally unavailable men three days ago and I’m already having a hard time maintaining my resolve. At this point, I think it’s safe to say I’m addicted to assholes, cheaters, and pussy-hounds.

I was really excited about the opportunity to move to the UK for a couple of years, but my earlier declaration caused me to analyze my expectations and motives. I’ve concluded that I am trying to escape an awkward relationship with a married man, Charlie. I am getting tired of having all these .

Coincidentally, the UK opportunity was presented to me by a married man whom I will call . found me a job and an apartment. We have been talking about relocation for a few weeks. I thought we were just and he was helping me out, but today, he made it clear he expects me to become his mistress. The only real difference between the situations is I won’t be working with 007 directly, but it would still be in the same building.

I’ve always dreamt of going to the UK, France, and Italy, so I know I would enjoy it. Maybe I should go for a visit first, before I make such a drastic move. If I accept the job I would have to sign at least a 12 month contract. So what if 007 is really a total psycho? Then I’m trapped 4400+ miles from home… I’m not thinking that is a good idea.

I was all excited and then he just had to go and spook me, damn it.

On this day..