Unfairly what with losing an hour, last night I slept dreamless and much like the proverbial log. Although I never quite understood that one as logs don't sleep so I guess really I'm just as motionless as a log but when you think about it, it's a pretty shit cliché.
Early early morning I'm faced with half a poke of chips that didn't quite make it to someone's stomach and I think of anything else as I throw bucket after bucket down the steps. If they had just turned their drunken head the other way the council would be doing this instead of me.
I made a decision about something I've been flirting with a little while. A few minutes and some poor arithmetic tell me I need at least six months before I can afford to go all the way and preferably another job to embellish the event. Until then I've got to hold his interest with endless foreplay but it'll be all the better in the end for the wait. I might even invite someone else along, I haven't decided if our relationship will sustain a third party. Candidate lists must be drawn. Test tastes and how well our bodies fit together.
But for now I've committed myself, invested enough interest to make it work with a bit of luck. Just have to see how long I can sustain the excitement.
In other less cryptic news according to Kirsty's calendar today is Balderdash day. Balderdash! Great word.
Now I'm gonna curl up and watch Humphrey Bogart do that cool thing he does.
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