Tulsa, last night intermittently quizzing me by SMS as to the progress of The Plan, at one point provoked from me this rueful shard of philosophy:
"Came for the woman, stayed for the music. The story of my life - or one of them."
She fired back another query a little later: "Where are you then?"
I replied: "Half-way down the toilet, swimming against the tide."
No, not at all a successful evening. A thoroughly half-hearted and inept attempt to renounce my asexuality, in fact.
4 comments:
oh, i thought we had several blog-worthy sms exchanges last night. Glad to see you posted some.
I still say - don't give up!
you say!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
"Half-way down the toilet, swimming against the tide."
THATS BRILLIANT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BRAVO.
yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhH
Why, thank you, Sattvic.
I just wish the line was born of imagination rather than bitter reality.
reality is what makes us brilliant.
thrive in your reality!
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