Further proof that my life is unfair

I've grown up a lot in the two weeks I've been in my thirties. I realise now that it was silly for me to look for age-inappropriate crushes. Let face it, they were boys. Boys who wanted to shag their mums, or commit crimes against hairdressing, or geeky boys that are too cool to acknowledge crushes even after being harassed by Vonnie. And I don't need boys in my life. Neither do I need men. What I need is hot vampires. I dare you to look at these pictures and not agree with me.


For those of you unfamiliar with True Blood, this is Eric. I was doing a lot of *ahem* research last night for this post and I'm not the only one who's obsessed. Here's my favourite geeky graphic from the awesomely named 'F*ck Yeah Eric Northman' fan site: It's one of life's great injustices that I have never been in a vampire love triangle. But a girl can dream, right? So with the final episode of series two looming this weekend in the US, here's how I think it should go:

Wow, check out that girl over there.

(Looking coy)

I can't stop thinking about that girl.

Listen, Eric, have you told Sookie yet?

I've met someone else.

I need some advice, how am I going to find out who she is?

Don't worry, I'll Google her.

Look, here's her blog.

Hey, she's really funny.

But what's this she posted last Sunday?!

It was her *sob* wedding anniversary?! She's married! Nooooooo!