Confessions of a Nice Guy

The statement "all nice guys are either married or gay" is a fallacy.

It should be "all nice guys are married, gay or a few women have spoilt it for the remaining women". Or "only married or gay women can spot the nice guys". Long story made short: to rebuff a nice guy, don't presume. Don't assume. And please be as nice as the guy has been to you.

Anyways, now that I've vented, time for some shiny happy tidbits. Today was the Grey Lynn Park Festival. And the weather was brilliant. Well, provided you stayed in the market area. As soon as you walked up the green hills surround the stalls and stage, the wind would harrass you from all angles.

But it was fantastic. The food was amazing, my personal favourites being the jumbo mussel fritters and the Vietnamese rice paper rolls. Fresh and tasty. The music was entertaining, the masses of people swarming, and the atmosphere just welcoming.

I didn't have my camera, so I stole other people's photos to give you an idea.