I’m not sure exactly why, but by Friday night I was so tired I could have wept. Okay, I am sure why: it involved going out every single night, drinking, then getting up for work, trying to get a freelance piece finished by its Friday morning deadline, and preparing for a job interview that I’m [...]
Archive for March, 2008
An exhausting week
Posted in Uncategorized on March 16, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Breaking the seal
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged Parmesan, Pasta, player on March 11, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Over the course of the evening I learn: that the night I met him he pulled someone else after I left and brought her home; that Polish girls are better in bed than British girls, who in turn are better than Italian girls; that the best way to store grated Parmesan cheese is in the [...]
Il bel uomo Italiano
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged Italian men, serial killers on March 11, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
So. I texted the Italian the same night I left the bar in very drunken, ungrammatical Italian, basically saying I thought he was really sexy and I’d love to speak Italian with him some time. I heard from him on Sunday evening, when he sent me a text back – in Italian. I’ll translate: ‘My [...]
Younger men really are the future
Posted in Uncategorized on March 9, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
So, last night I helped my good friend the Lady M celebrate her birthday. The timing wasn’t great as only that morning she’d split up from the guy she’d been seeing for a few months (yup, another 30-something who clearly wasn’t prepared to do much to make the relationship actually work. LOSER!)
Anyway, a horde of [...]
Some disturbing snacks
Posted in Uncategorized on March 9, 2008 | 1 Comment »
Most random advertisement of the day: one national newspaper had a pack shot of Morrison’s ‘Lockerbie Cheese Croquettes’. Whatever next? Gaza Strip Goat’s Cheese Tartlets? Ground Zero Mushroom Vol Au Vents?! It’s a world gone mad.
un tanga leopardata
Posted in Man-boys, tagged anger management, commitment, leopardprint, thong on March 5, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Yes, tonight I learned how to say ‘leopard print thong’ at my Italian class. With less than two weeks to go until the big trip to Rome, I’m trying to improve my vocabulary as much as possible and make sure I can make myself understood by the locals. I’m sure that phrase will come in [...]
The first drunken post (but, clearly, not the last…)
Posted in Drunk, tagged Drunk, Liz Hurley, NYC, prosecco, Younger men on March 4, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
The most surreal/bizarre topic of conversation today: Is Liz Hurley subconsciously dressing her son Damien to look like a miniature version of Hugh Grant, complete with floppy hair and English country gentleman clothes?
Unanimous verdict from me and the other three girls discussing this: Yes, totally.
It’s not right, but, let’s face it, when you’re married to [...]
Man-boys
Posted in Man-boys, tagged Laura Nolan, Man-boys, raclette, The Times on March 3, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
At dinner tonight, the conversation took a more serious turn when we heard the news about a girl we used to work with, whose husband of two years had suddenly decided he wants a divorce. We were all shocked, as we genuinely thought they had the perfect relationship; both attractive, working in media, just bought [...]
Indie films and risotto, all on the same night
Posted in Films, food on March 3, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
It doesn’t get any better than that! Tonight I went to a screening of a great little indie film called Lonesome Jim, directed by Steve Buscemi, and starring the more (the only?) handsome and talented Affleck brother, Casey, as well as Liv Tyler. Shot in grainy, saturated colours and tinged throughout with apathy, melancholia and [...]
Some rather unfortunate hikers
Posted in Hiking on March 2, 2008 | 1 Comment »
All that horror came on top of what has to be the most hilarious, yet tragic, five hours i’ve ever spent in the company of other actual human beings. My friend Katy and I, in the spirit of gung-ho singledom, had signed up to do a singles hike. Yes, that’s a hike for single people.
We [...]
