My Life... as I see it

Today, I did my laundry. Yes, I threw my large bag o' clothes over my shoulder and walked a block to the laundromat. What a strange place, the laundromat. I would like to think of it as an invasion of privacy. You stuff all of your dirty clothes into a bag, that have been touching you oh so intimately, and bring them to a public place. Once you're there you stuff them into a machine that washes them where everyone else's dirty intimate clothing has been. Plus, you get to see what everyone... Read Full Story

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I really must stop eating banana chips, they taste so good and can't be altogether bad and yet with all that sugar I am concerned about the effects on my waist-line. However, am so nervous I can't seem to stop eating them along with way too much Green & Blacks (the 72% stuff as for some reason it suits my mood). I am seeing my darling Germanicus tomorrow night and we are going to have to have one of those relationship type of talks... hate that sort of thing and detest having to act like a... Read Full Story

Oh I do so love Sundays. Such gorgeously lazy days filled with the promise and the fresh new hope of the week to come. So unlike the horrors and tiresomeness of Mondays when the world starts revolving once more and so deliciously unlike Thursdays which are so sullied by the broken promises of the past weekend. A glossy new copy of the Sunday Times, a pot of soothing peppermint tea and a large bar of Green & Blacks Maya Gold chocolate (easily my favourite of all time), what more could a girl... Read Full Story

And so back to my lonely apartment. After being with my beloved Germanicus for four solid days I am dreadfully, horribly lonely and surprisingly sad. I do wish he had been able to stay over tonight but he has some sort of early business meeting tomorrow morning and declined. This was of course a perfectly legitimate reason for a quick kiss goodbye at the door and then rushing off to get a cab but I do still feel just a little rejected when he turns me down in any way. It is silly of me but I... Read Full Story