Friday, July 03, 2009
It’s been a while since that happened. At least in this country.
Eating steak with three strapping men.
I even tzackled a fillet, and I don’t usually whoreder steak in a restaurant. E is back in town from Egypt for a while, so managed to catch up over a glass of Diemers – the girl needs it – I now understand her vibe what with living in a Muslim country – and then had a delightful dinner with three gorgeous men.
Aren’t I a lucky bitch?
It was medium rare, with a side order of pepper sauce, FYI.
What an astute order, if I shan’t say so myself.
Have some plans to reintegrate into the social hemisphere this weekend. It’s a big step. I have the entire Friends series being shipped to me in nothing smaller than a crate from Kalahari.net today, and yet, I’m thinking: perhaps I’m keen to don some heels and a bleedin’ frock and make heads and tails of a few social situations this weekend that otherwise I wouldn’t be interested in.
I’m coming back to life. Wow.
Thank God E is in town for the weekend, there’s enough reason to celebrate.
Question though. (I credit this to steak and wine at the Grillhouse, and because Big T was wearing a mohair suit. Which is mentionable, for the very reason it was fucken mohair):
You know how we all see life through our own set of glasses? Which means neither logic or reason is even applicable in a general sense, because that has to fall away if we’re all seeing life through out own opinions and experiences and eyes?
Does this make any iota of sense whatsoever or am I speaking absolute rubbish?
Say one person sees a situation like so. And you see the same situation very differently. In simple terms. Doesn’t that mean then, that all the wisdom and experience you have garnered over a period of time, mean nothing at all? Because everything is relative? To everything?
Abort control alt delete. Time for bed. I’m starting to sleep in a hoodie. Mock it all you want, but it keeps your fucken head warmer than a Philippino’s armpit on a particularly humid afternoon, and it also protects you from the dark that can be scary on your own, if, say, you’ve seen a nailbiting thriller just before bedtime.
Just saying. I might look as if I’m from Staines, and I might be thinking in inconclusive circles right now, but I also:
1) dined with three hot men
2) ate a steak
3) have a warm head
4) have nothing short of a fuck off interesting weekend ahead
5) dined with three hot men