Last night was a blast! My darlingest cosmic twin Ultraviolet and her love Dee came down to London and I got to meet them both. This is someone with whom Im on the same level. we read each others blog and sometimes it's almost as if we read each others minds or are in the same life with regards to all the goings on in our lives.
Anyway, i was doing the shit coffee job yesterday, I sent her a text to find out where to meet(hadnr been sure it would happen) so i dashed home, had a quick dip, changed and then went down to picadilly to meet them. I thought we could walk down to Leicester Sq and have a drink at a nice bar. This is where all the shit started. Grandma Phine(someone saying Grandma Princess just sounds WRONG!) with two lovely spring chickens. I couldnt get my bearings! i was looking at the statue of eros, Virgin store on the other side and lilly whites and then the trocadero. But i was stumped. I didnt know which way to go. (i'll blame it on making coffee the whole day!). So i asked a guy wearing a turban(it didnt have a rocket coming out of it
and he wasnt sure.How fucking embarassing, I have just met two girls, im fucking supposed to know london since i live here and i couldnt walk them straight down trocadero to leicester sq
.
Eventually we found our way,went to All Bar One(been there before, it's cool) and the hefty doorman immediately demanded ID from Dee.Well, she has only just turned 18 whereas me... anyway, he said it was for over 21yr olds(wanker!) . so i thought ok, let's find a pub or another place. Christ almighty, there we were, walking down charing cross road, some woman (french, thought Alex my twin) told us about some place on Denmark street. some dingy place it turned out to be. Oh dear!
so we kept walking, i really felt bad, because they'd been out the previous day and the whole of saturday(london eye and all sorts of attractions of the capital) so it cant have been good. I was wearing boots, coulda kicked myself coz id had trainers the whole day. Anyway, we started walking down towards Oxford street and we we were now looking around for any rermotely interesting place. the real pubs...well they were just that. dingy, smelly,smoky and full. well it was a saturday.
anyway, on some side street, we saw what appeared to be an interesting place. It was a pub but next to it was a great looking place. some kind of relaxation bar called Saaqi. People were being given massages, there were sofas and chairs, the atmosphere looked right and it wasnt full. BIngo! we'd found our niche. So we slithered in, No ID bullshit(which is how it should be
) and we said down. My twin and her better half proceeded to smoke(aah, what joy!) and we ordered some beers and satrted to chat). I was pretty much in stiches the whole time, i think i sounded garbled when i spoke(christ!) and i was trashed after just the first pint). then i was babbling(please forgive me girls but they were really enetertaining and i felt a little better about walking them half way round central london!
Later on we ordered some cakes, me and Dee chocolate fudge which was yummy:p and Alex a cheese cake which was simply divine. I had to go and scare the bar man demading them coz it was taking too long. I wondered if they were still being baked
so we had those with ice-cream and then left. walked all the way down to picadilly but i could catch my tube from there so that was ok.
Meanwhile, milkboy who had told me he was gonna cook meatballs had sent a text to ask if i was still coming home as he was waiting for me. HUH???
I did not reply. I got home, nipped into the kicthen and gobbled a ball...meat ball I mean and ran upstairs to my room. I really was tipsy. Like i said:Grandma! well, havent been drining much except some sparking wine when i was with size9. MIlk boy then rang when i was about to drift to blissful slumber(had to be up at 5:20am for fuck's sake) to ask where i was. My reply was to the point:in bed, sleeping, goodnite. Still havent seen him.
So i had a great time meeting my twin and Dee, such a lovely couple, wacky characters too, Dee should definitely start a blog. she says she's got nothing to say but she's got plenty to say, if only she writes the way she speaks. marvellous!
Today, the bitchy woman, started her shit...again. I stand by my opinion that she is like that because of the country she comes from. I dont want justifications or explanations from anyone. that's what i think, thats my truth and im happy with it. However i managerd to kick her to the curb...well mentally. one of these days it will happen for real
Had a greed to meet R, cancelled. He's just rang to say, he lacks confidence, because iit's either my hair, or i have assignments or whatever and he really likes me and wants to see me and since i go past his place(well near) when i go to college) i really have no excuse. It's hard for him to work out whether im fucking him off or what(no pressure of course he said). I think he gave me an excellent opening. i said we can meet on tuesday and so im gonna give him a little speech. There are teething problems with size9 already. Maybe it was too good to be true but anyways, im gonna sort out R. I mean surely he knows, i feel bad when he stresses how much he likes me and wants to see me and makes me feel bad for having cancelled in the past. must i fail my degree because of him? must i not change my hairstyle over him? Hello???!! AS far as i know im not in a relationship!. So milkboy, geezer,R,nigerian stalker,hapless geezer,O(to metion a few), get that thru yer skulls!
Im getting me a woman, surely it's less hassle? OH, my twin, me and Dee had a discussion about kissing. we all agree, a bloke or girl gotta do it right man.
later