God bless those French and their cheap excahnge rate!!! Picked up my pounds and Euros this afternoon... Fabulous amount of Euros and little pounds. I could probably eat for one day with 100$ worth; at the best resturuants, of course, I refuse to eat cheap. I can do that here!
Steak, anyone?
Believe I failed statistics today but the point here is that it's over. I can survive with a forty at a C level. FABULOUS. Passing is all we're going for, here.
Cheers to that!
Saw G. in the street today. It is so odd to see your childhood friends, who still look the same and yet are about to be mothers/wives ect. I'm happy for her. The baby is a girl. I hope she picks the name Gwenevere; I like it better than Isabella. But I guess it depends on the last name; I didn't ask.
And I don;t think I could do that, quite yet. I'm not so sure I want to, really. The giving of yourself it takes to be in a relationship, and more so to be a parent. I feel I have so much to learn about myself that I'd just rather not share this time with anyone else... I can get by on my one-nighters for a little while longer. The beauty of that is you never have to call again. He serves his purpose and then you get the pleasure of watching him crushed when you admitt it will never happen again... and then the sudden triumph by just dragging that chain again by calling unexpectedly some other time. It's like dangling a feather on a stick in front of a kitten... they just keep reaching up...
Suely there is something sick about this sadistic pleasure I get out of this...
(Christina and I agree, we've been single too long)
But you know what, men have been doing it to us for decades. So they can kiss my arse. Literally, even; like Ben Affleck to JLo in her video...
God bless that woman for bringing my most prominent feature into fashion... even if it is the season of the hipless...
Sigh.
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