So I've been thinking lately about what if's...

• What if I hadn't taken Phil & Theo as a degree?
• What if I stayed in Japan?
• What if I had stayed in IT?
• What if I hadn't met Paul?

That last one has got me thinking. What if I hadn't met Paul? I know that I took the mick out of Stu at first when he introduced. I even called him Pimp Stu in homage to Disco Stu, but I have to admit that I don;t know what would have happened to me if I hadn't met Girlpants.

He refers to me as his Little Numbnut, and in a way, I am. I was talking to Jayne about it today and I think that if I hadn't had him to steady me, then I would still be in the mess and bigger that I was when I met him.

When I met Girlpants, one of my friends claimed that he was too quiet and in all probably, Mister Dullard was an axe murderer. Despite the criticism and his Noel House Party jumpers, we hit it off, unable to pass an evening without at least talking or msg. Sad but true. And despite my debts, bad habits and withdrawal from smoking (which regrettably was not hard), he chose me.

So what I'm trying to say is that I love you Smeg Head.

I don't deserve you.

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