So after my crappy day, I decided that I'd come for cuddles at best friend's house. And then her ex-flatmate turned up.
Back story: A while back, I was at a friend's birthday party and J's flatmate was there. And after too much alcohol, we ended up pashing and came back to hers and fooled round. And it was an ongoing thing (3 or 4 times) of spending all night talking and pashing. Until he decided it's be too complicated, pashed me once more, then stopped for good. Then moved to Auckland.
So anyway, apparently she and her other flatmate had just been talking about how I hadn't been over since he'd left (total coincidence) and then he showed up. Sad thing - I'd totally go there again. not fun. So, uh, now I am sitting in the lounge, drinking his wine, smoking his cigarettes, and nothing's changed. So it's weird.
And all I can think about is how he will probably be that person for me who I'll always be a fucking sucka for.
Oooh fuck, I'm that girl. The pathetic one sitting in the corner nursing her wine and blogging.
Without anything witty to contribute to the conversation.
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Oh no! This sounds like a tragedy of potentially epic proportions! ... cue *wailing sirens*
ReplyDeleteOK then, here's a conversation starter for you, which should be right up your street, seeing as wot it's based on your quote BRIGHT pink fingernails unquote ...
Painting nails is an unusual female ritual isn't it, or it seems that way to me anyway, I mean you don't see painted nails portrayed in historical artworks do you, so presumably it's a fairly recent practice. Though a quick check on the Internet points out that nail polish is a cure for athlete's foot, can cause infertility, oh and some woman called Bridget wants to know what type of glue makes it stick to nails in the first place!
Oh, for goodness sake Bridget!
Glue, of course, just raises a whole new can of worms doesn't it ... I mean, don't get me started on glue. After all, if that anti-stick Teflon stuff thay use on non-stick frying pans is so darned good then how come it sticks to the pan? Hmm ...? Well ... after a lot of ex-TWEEM-y hazardous investigation into the murky world of Teflon technology, it turns out that this Teflon stuff is actually extremely obedient, and if you tell it to stick to the pan, well - it just jolly well does so! So there!
Pretty obvious really when you think about it.
ah yes, so many questions, so little time.
Look, I hope you don't blame me when this whole project turns to custard!
And custard! That's another pressing issue right there!
Let's not even THINK ABOUT custard!