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My girls are going off to University and it's fucking terrible
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That my friend… was a crackin’ post… and congrats on the gig… well done all around…
Thanks —- I am so desperately sad that Wendy seems to be consciously putting a distance between us lately — yet intellectually, and it brings me almost to tears to think about it — I know that it’s for the best. But who the else, who the fuck else am I going to love? I love her, she doesn’t love me. Millenium-old problem, but knowing its history doesn’t help it when it happens to you.
I never thought about that; that having triplets means they all leave home at the same time. It’ll be weird for you. Chin up though, uni terms are risibly short.
I have no idea what SEO is.
Fortunately, for reasons of different term dates and other practicalities, their departures will be staggered. It’s still going to be a huge wrench. I wonder how Kirsty’s going to feel, too; worse for her. But you’re right – it’s going to be a very special Christmas.
SEO – search engine optimisation. Getting your site listed high on Google etc. Don’t get involved Homer. That way lies only sleep.
I’ve also been stumped by a few words in my current book, Malcolm Lowry’s Under the Volcano. But what interesting words!
bumptious – which I thought I knew, but means irritatingly self-important or arrogant
nutant – drooping, nodding
winze – (in mining) a narrow ventilation shaft between two levels
tabid – affected with tabes, a progressive emaciation or wasting away. Lowry applies it to the weakening music played by a tired band very late at night in a 30s nightclub.
Expect to see these shoe-horned into your favourite blog soon.
Well done to the writer of my favourite blog on his new job!
You’re very kind Jo, and nice to see you around again!
What you *really* do sound a hell of a lot more satisfying than SEO but the pay is awful. And it doesn’t come with a dental plan.
The suffixed kiss is because women find employed men desirable. There’s something primal in that.
I don’t want to rub this in, but everyone in the UK has a free dental plan.
Got a house now, got a f/t job – who knows what else I might acquire :) (doubt it very much though).
oh my - i’ve missed a lot over the past year. not quite out from under my blogless rock, but wanted to catch up on life amongst the blogmates!
Well, it’s lovely to see you back DF!
Looby, I don’t think we should start an argument about teeth with an American. We will never win.
No I agree. They’re obsessed. Tits, teeth, eyebrows, arses – all artificial.
In my next post I will include something about a girl I met tonight who is fit as fuck who is the mum of the nicest bloke I met when I worked for a month at the pub in Bolton-le-Sands. Me, her, her husband, and her son bumped into each other tonight. She is stareaably-at attractive.They are all so lovely. She doesn’t wear any make-up.
You’re one of the few men I would trust to declare that someone doesn’t wear any makeup. Most men have no idea what “no makeup makeup” looks like and only recognise cosmetics when applied at drag queen levels.
Thank you. She really doesn’t. Her individual eyelashes are too far apart and too pale for one thing. She’s confident in a simple amd artless way. I bet her husband makes her feel so wanted and physically liked.
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