So, like, I'm driving with my girlfriend on Friday evening, towards the Blue Mountains outside of Sydney, for a weekend away. I'm saying to her that I'm planning to email an old friend about us -- and that he's fascinated by my "younger woman".
She asks what I'm going to tell him.
"Oh," I say, "that you're an aerobics instructor, and a part-time model"
"Not to mention your Small Penis Grief Counsellor."
She's a funny girl.
I'm on SG leave for a week or 2 while I'm in the UK. (Will check back as opportunities arise.)
Please leave love for me.
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*Update*
In London today (Saturday 17th if my sums are right). Hanging out with folks from the London SGUK gang later on. Much fun is bound to ensue. If I don't reply personally it's cos I'm in an internet cafe and paying by the half hour. But I'm lovin' the love.
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*Update Part Deux*
In Ho Chi Minh City airport, Saturday 24th. Just got off a 12 hour flight, then twelve + hours sitting around in this lounge in what is the middle of the night UK time, then around 8 hours back home to arrive on Sunday morning. I left London Friday morning. I'd love travelling if it didn't take so freaking long.
Journal replies when I'm landed home and slightly (at least) refreshed. I miss you crazy kids.
She asks what I'm going to tell him.
"Oh," I say, "that you're an aerobics instructor, and a part-time model"
"Not to mention your Small Penis Grief Counsellor."
She's a funny girl.
I'm on SG leave for a week or 2 while I'm in the UK. (Will check back as opportunities arise.)
Please leave love for me.
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*Update*
In London today (Saturday 17th if my sums are right). Hanging out with folks from the London SGUK gang later on. Much fun is bound to ensue. If I don't reply personally it's cos I'm in an internet cafe and paying by the half hour. But I'm lovin' the love.
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*Update Part Deux*
In Ho Chi Minh City airport, Saturday 24th. Just got off a 12 hour flight, then twelve + hours sitting around in this lounge in what is the middle of the night UK time, then around 8 hours back home to arrive on Sunday morning. I left London Friday morning. I'd love travelling if it didn't take so freaking long.
Journal replies when I'm landed home and slightly (at least) refreshed. I miss you crazy kids.
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I laughed so hard the house shuck.
Cheers upon your return, or
Cheers for portability or caf la internet
[Edited on Jul 29, 2004 9:56PM]