Here goes - first entry, so I'll fill you in on my previous experiences leading up to now..

As most people who know me will tell you I have never been the most patient or tolerant of people. In the last few years this intolerance has led me to make some ... interesting... decisions about men and relationships. Resulting in my long stint as a single lady.

Most importantly there was 'the snake incident' a few years ago - now, don't get me wrong, I love animals, but snakes... no. Snakes I am definitely not a fan of. So when I went to the zoo with my (now ex) boyfriend and he touched a snake I was not particularly excited... when he decided to then wipe his snakey hand on my face.. well - that just spelled instant break up for me. We broke up that weekend.

After the break up when I was on the phone to my sister and she asked why we broke up I told her - 'He touched a snake, and then my face' she thought it was hilarious. For me - not so hilarious just the unfortunate truth. Sometimes the intolerance has to be listened to - in this case it was, and now he's free to touch as many snakes as he likes.  

No Wonder I'm Single...