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Have you ever thought about staying away from chemicals that disturb the brain’s neuro-receptor/transmitter balance?
Stick with the well tried mixture of cider and British Sherry; worked for my generation.
You can still see them lying around in public parks, urinals and graveyards.
What’s wrong with Lancaster?
I always liked it.
Mind you the girls from Nottingham always seemed to have much bigger knockers.
I can’t keep up with your girlfriends. How many do you have?
TSB: Why would I do that? It was a beautiful time, a lovely, sensual, close, funny time with Kim in which we enjoyed the world and each other in a way that wouldn’t have been possible without the doo-dah. A bit of rattiness at the end is a very small price worth paying, far less intrusive than a hangover.
Lancaster’s a good place to live in many respects, but I’ll never meet anyone here, and I speak after years of trying. They’re all married, nutters, or looking for a social worker, not a lover.
Next time I’m in Nottingham I’ll try to verify the larger breasts theory through empirical participant observation research.
Nursey: Female friends are different from girlfriends. I’ve got several of the former, none of the latter.
How many of your female friends are you having sex with?
None! If I were I’d say so. That’s the point upon which the difference between female friends and girlfriends turns. I’m not having sex with anyone.
while frustrating, distance can be a good thing. you find that your time together is more precious, and will be far less likely to waste it bickering over silly things… hoping this works out for the best for you both. i like her hyphens, too.
Thanks. Women who are handy with hyphens are thin on the ground. I hope that’s how it’ll work out. Just at the moment it doesn’t feel promising. I can’t afford this on a regular basis (not for the first time, I’m getting involved with someone on a way higher income than me) and I’m a bit gloomy about the thought of seeing someone once a month for three hours in a day of which five hours are spent sitting on a train. But let’s just see how it goes. Maybe I’ll look back on this pessimism and laugh.
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