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Oh pooh I’ve caught some of the early drafts before and they have been bloody brilliant.
Interestingly I expect that’s how the immature one feels about you.
You’re haven’t missed anything scandalous this time Tony – I somehow cut and pasted repeated bits of it on the back end of a very enjoyable but somewhat intoxicated day in the sun with Durham v Lancashire on the radio. It’s marvellous weather here the last few days and that does improve the local scenery :) Although I feel an idiot for getting worked up over Wendy like this.
Hey-ho, cricket starts again in ten minutes.
You should’ve left the editing errors in place. They add to the flavour of the piece. Charles Bukowski said that universities ruin writers by scrubbing their own unique voices until the material is grammatically correct but too sanitary to enjoy.
What’s with Wendy? Does she do it to you on PURPOSE? I’m dying for a photo of this woman.
The New York Times heavily promoted Eurovision with feature articles and links. I think they’re trying to get the U.S. involved but it’ll never work. Just like football.
Not to steal your suffering but as you correctly pointed out, your lament is one of the oldest ones in the books. Sorry, Charlie.
I usually don’t promote my bullshit but I just posted the spring contemporary auction results. Some admirable pieces and some crap, too.
It was just transposing and repeating blocks of text – nothing so grand.
I have a knack of acquiring women like this. If I knew what flaw in my character it is that does it, I’d work on it and try to change it.
Yesterday evening, she texted “Looby darling, can I go out with you on Friday?” How’s that supposed to make me feel? It means going out for a fucking walk. (Ha – if only it were a fucking walk.)
No, you don’t promote your bullshit because you haven’t got any to promote. I always enjoy your auction reports – will get there later today.
If I can shove my two pennorth in, it might feel that way because women will make friends with men quite indiscriminately whereas men only bother making friends with women they fancy.
My husband would hotly disagree and no doubt so will you, but (since sixth form anyway) I’ve rarely had a male friend who didn’t have an ulterior motive.
Yes, Kim was saying this the other day when I was with her in Leeds. That it’s a ballache to go out as a woman on your own because men can’t speak to you without another motive. So going out to a pub and being left alone is quite difficult for a woman but taken for granted as a man.
I’ve really only got three close friends – Wendy, Kim and Kitty. With Kim and Kitty, I’ve given up sexually, but the “no thanks” that they’ve both said has managed to become a good asexual friendship – even to the extent that Kim and me sleep together.
The thing is, I find Wendy, really attractive and also relationship material, that’s the difficult thing. Yes, I fancy the arse off her but I also think we could make a go of it. Whatever “making a go of it” means. Does that mean nothing more than I want to be both her friend and fuck her? Maybe. I don’t know what I’m saying :)
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