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Dear diary...
Dec. 4th, 2003 11:25 amReading back on some of my recent posts, I've realized how much I'm starting to sound like Carrie Bradshaw from Sex and the City.
Only, in my case it's Sex and the London City... seen through a distorted mirror. I must be going through that period in Carrie's life when she was dating Aiden (my Kevin) -- and it's lasting more than 5 years. We have other wonderful things in common: we lie on our beds to write into our laptops/notepads about trivial sexual stuff, we are hot and look good in outlandish outfits, we have a tendency of dropping cakes as we cut through heavy traffic, and we always bump into D-list celebrities. If I am Carrie, who are my fellow slags?
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slave2dafunk as Samantha Fox... just as mad for "it" and just as frustrated. Somebody should put a warning in all tourist books about how shy English men can be. You have to practically douse them down with beer before they make an effort to say hello. Taking the Tube in this city is an exercise in looking at sexually frustrated faces and wondering how they are keeping the population numbers from falling (is that why it's so easy for illegal immigrants to get in?)
I'm undecided about who Silke is... probably Charlotte. Looking for her prince, the man she'll settle down with... and kind of a princess herself. Very sweet and generous but also capricious.
Which leaves us with the ginger haired woman... I always forget her name. Maybe she's Ginger Minger. If that's true, Ginger Minger is dating someone with only one ball in his scrotum.
Yes, welcome to my show.
Only, in my case it's Sex and the London City... seen through a distorted mirror. I must be going through that period in Carrie's life when she was dating Aiden (my Kevin) -- and it's lasting more than 5 years. We have other wonderful things in common: we lie on our beds to write into our laptops/notepads about trivial sexual stuff, we are hot and look good in outlandish outfits, we have a tendency of dropping cakes as we cut through heavy traffic, and we always bump into D-list celebrities. If I am Carrie, who are my fellow slags?
I don't have to look hard to see
slave2dafunk as Samantha Fox... just as mad for "it" and just as frustrated. Somebody should put a warning in all tourist books about how shy English men can be. You have to practically douse them down with beer before they make an effort to say hello. Taking the Tube in this city is an exercise in looking at sexually frustrated faces and wondering how they are keeping the population numbers from falling (is that why it's so easy for illegal immigrants to get in?)I'm undecided about who Silke is... probably Charlotte. Looking for her prince, the man she'll settle down with... and kind of a princess herself. Very sweet and generous but also capricious.
Which leaves us with the ginger haired woman... I always forget her name. Maybe she's Ginger Minger. If that's true, Ginger Minger is dating someone with only one ball in his scrotum.
Yes, welcome to my show.
