I've had loads Tinder matches recently. It started when I broadened my search from 25 to 50 miles and 18-30 years old to 18-55+. In some cases, these people swiped me favourably months ago and it's not until now that I've seen it.

There's a 24 year old white student but she hasn't been online since 21 June.

33 year old black woman who lives within 1 mile of me.

25 yeare old white student last online 6 days ago.

20 year old white woman, has to be a bot, not online since 1 June.

Unattractive 30 year old white woman.

And not so attractive 23 year old white woman.

I haven't messaged any of them. I just don't care any more. I think I'm also done messaging the world's two most boring Asian women on Plentyoffish.

Legin: Yes, the ingredients aren't any good. And everything is more expensive here so they use cheaper substitutes. I got Mexican once and it wasn't remotely Mexican. It was just some weird wraps. Then I found a Youtube video of the owners of the restaurant and it was two guys from Belgium who couldn't even pronounce "taco". What's the Spanish situation in the Philippines? People still speak it?

Moron: Nope. We dont speak spanish. More english

That's the best you can do? The Chinese woman is also awful.

She asked me how my weekend was. So I made up some stuff about me going to a photo exhibition by a Finnish "artist". I close with:

Legin: You go to this sort of stuff? Or check out the Chinese cultural events?

Moron: No. I went to concert, museum before.

I like to listening to light music, especially piano.

I think her English is poor so there's that as a partial explanation. But she sucks and is boring.

I emailed about this Ireland thing on Tuesday asking for an update about when she's coming to London for this interview. Here it is Thursday and no reply. I fear that...I don't know...for whatever reason there won't be an interview. I'm going to call next week to try to get an answer.

I don't think that going to this Scottish company is a good alternative. That guy sounded like a jerk and I don't think there's much work there. So I guess Finland. I don't know. Can do anything really. That's the power of not caring about the consequences.

Did I mention my friend coming over yesterday? If not, that was the plan. But she didn't come because of the Underground strike. She said she could come this weekend.

The sleep problem seems to have gone away, though. I think it's indirectly related to the heat. I usually just sleep in my clothes so jeans. But when it's really hot, I go down to underpants. So with underpants comes easy access and that's probably where the semi-conscious sleep masturbation comes from. With jeans, it's difficult to get to.

I've been playing Fallout 3 all day. Like literally for the past 12 hours. It's pretty cool. I played it briefly maybe a year ago and didn't care for it. I played Fallout New Vegas more but wasn't huge on that either.

But I'm really enjoying my latest Fallout 3 adventure. Maybe because I'm not using guns. I'm just playing as a brawler and I was fortunate to get some Deathclaw weapon early in the game which is the most powerful unarmed weapon on the game. So it's been easy going. Raiders are usually killed in one hit and Super Mutants in two or three. I'm really dominating.

But yeah, internet dating. I'm bored with it. I'm bored with shitty England. I want to move. What could be up with that Ireland thing? Maybe she asked around and I have a bad reputation. How bad could it be, though? I was never fired from anywhere.

From there Elisha went up to Bethel. As he was walking along the road, some boys came out of the town and jeered at him. “Get out of here, baldy!” they said. “Get out of here, baldy!” He turned around, looked at them and called down a curse on them in the name of the Lord. Then two bears came out of the woods and mauled forty-two of the boys. And he went on to Mount Carmel and from there returned to Samaria.

That's pretty badass. God killed 42 boys just because they called some guy bald.