Monday, 4 April 2011
Sunny April
Its been awhile. Life has been busy and I am living my life. He is still hovering around with occasional text messages and some phone calls. No more email exchanges.
He has been trying to find information and rope me back into his vicious circle. I found myself, unmoved, other than some sympathetic feeling that he is unable to sustain an errection. I firmly believe that he is trying to rope me in, because he reckons that I am the answer to his inability to perform. He kept asking me about my sex life. I refused to be drawn into it. If he text me, I reply. He sounds desparate these days, hanging on, desparately hanging on.
Its his life. I am free. I am happy.
He has been trying to find information and rope me back into his vicious circle. I found myself, unmoved, other than some sympathetic feeling that he is unable to sustain an errection. I firmly believe that he is trying to rope me in, because he reckons that I am the answer to his inability to perform. He kept asking me about my sex life. I refused to be drawn into it. If he text me, I reply. He sounds desparate these days, hanging on, desparately hanging on.
Its his life. I am free. I am happy.
Tuesday, 22 March 2011
Post Mortem weekend
The weekend was blissful. Sun is shining. Tasks aplenty. CarpetRight, lava lamps, KFH and Highgate were all to do on Saturday.
In the evening we went to the Katy Perry's gig at Hammersmith Apollo. So, were we the middle age farts seen bopping around! Shame!! The gig itself was too candy sugar coated and a tad patronising, I thought. Maybe I just have a bee in my bonnet about being patronised.
Sunday was a delightful day. Met up with Tracy, we had lunch then a stroll and window shop, from Marylebone to Regents Street. My kind of shopping, look and examine and walk away having bought nothing.
And now today is Tuesday. Why has the week gone?
In the evening we went to the Katy Perry's gig at Hammersmith Apollo. So, were we the middle age farts seen bopping around! Shame!! The gig itself was too candy sugar coated and a tad patronising, I thought. Maybe I just have a bee in my bonnet about being patronised.
Sunday was a delightful day. Met up with Tracy, we had lunch then a stroll and window shop, from Marylebone to Regents Street. My kind of shopping, look and examine and walk away having bought nothing.
And now today is Tuesday. Why has the week gone?
Friday, 18 March 2011
Norwegian Wood
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Norwegian_Wood_(novel)
We went to the Hampstead Everyman theatre yesterday evening. The original Everyman cinema, has been refurbished years ago with big sofas and cushions. Its a cinema that do not serve sodas, hotdogs and popcorn.
The movie itself was an adaptation from the book. The cinematography was captured beautifully. However, the book was too beautifully written and translated and that didn't come across in the movie. A pity really.
Busy weekend ahead. CarpetRight tomorrow, Katy Perry in the evening. Tracy on Sunday. Good to be busy.
Work has been extremely busy as well. Its the voliatily in the market, I suppose. The civil unrest in the Middle East. Spiking oil prices. Earthquakes in New Zealand and Japan.
We went to the Hampstead Everyman theatre yesterday evening. The original Everyman cinema, has been refurbished years ago with big sofas and cushions. Its a cinema that do not serve sodas, hotdogs and popcorn.
The movie itself was an adaptation from the book. The cinematography was captured beautifully. However, the book was too beautifully written and translated and that didn't come across in the movie. A pity really.
Busy weekend ahead. CarpetRight tomorrow, Katy Perry in the evening. Tracy on Sunday. Good to be busy.
Work has been extremely busy as well. Its the voliatily in the market, I suppose. The civil unrest in the Middle East. Spiking oil prices. Earthquakes in New Zealand and Japan.
Wednesday, 16 March 2011
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