after a rather miserable couple of weeks which i shall largely blme on rampant homones and incosiderate people(men occasinally), I went to a bar/club called Abacus near the Rotyal exchange on friday. It has a very welcoming interior and naturally it was full of bankers and rather skimpily dressed girls. My friend is a banker, one of the friends who got really concerned when i sent out a text saying most men are b***ds! i meant no harm i was hurting
, but he was inGermany on business at the time and he rang just to make sure i wasnt going to slahs my wrists.I didnt so we went out when he returned.
He is one of those people who'll chat to everyone and he surprised me by asking a couple of women to join us, or rather rbing their tables closer to ours so we could chat and he started chatting them up straight away. His opening gambit was that"oh, princess and I have been discussing swinging and swinging clubs'
I couldnt belive he said that and went to great lenghts to explain that we were not a couple and no we weren't swingers. how could he. Anyway, their male friend swept in and the discussion swiftly moved on to relationships and dating. They talked about a friend of theirs who'd just broken up with a guy after 15years(she is now 35yrs and in tatters!) and I couldnt help but express my views on people who date on forever, perticulalry as women have a shelf-life. realistically speaking, we have a window in which to marry and start a family whereas a man could carry on till he drops dead, with a little help from viagra perhaps
Anyway, i made an expample of someone dating a guy for 10yrs and then breaking up. I said i didnt see the point particulalry if the woman's aim was to get married. One of the girls said rather haughtily that she'd actually dated someone for 10yrs. I asked if they were still together. NHe'd dumped her after 10yrs and now she was hankeing after some married guy. I rested my case then. Other than that almost tense moment. I had fun at the bar. Lots of girls were after my friend who isn't exactly bad looking, He kept looking at himself in the mirrors which i chastised him for. Other girls asked me if he was my husband(we dirty danced at some point) and i gave them the green light to go for him since he isnt mine.
A really great evening, i got chatted up by a couple of girls, one of whom was supposedly getting married in 3months time.At the same time she was trying to match make her cousin with my friend because she hasnt had a realtionship for a while. She said her parents would be mortified and maybe kill her is they found out. She comes from a very strict chinese household but clearly she likes to have her fun.
I didnt pull, but that was ok, i wasnt out on the pull. I want to take my friend sophie back there soon, she needs a man and fast!
This past friday i went out with another friend, i admit I drank a little and as a result ended up showing him two pictures of my nether region
(long story which i wont go into now) His comment was "you have a designer fanny, lots of women pay to have a fanny like yours". I laughed it off but i couldnt belive I had done that, actually i did, i think there is an exhibistionist lurking inside me, besides my face wasnt there..clearly so i took it as a compliment. It's certainly better than sending the picture to the wrong person, but i made a mental note to leave my phone behind next time. my fingers seem to take a life of their own sometimes.
S my friend was so worried when i texted to say i think im a bit drunk, she instructed me not to fall asleep on the bus and tell the driver where i was getting off. i wasnt particualrly and i got home ok on the tube though i stuck to orange juice and water on saturday and sunday. Our friend who moved to Italy a year ago is coming to Londonon friday and we are having a girly night out and going back to the restuarant round baker street that we had her farwell at. I recall the waiters were really cure and i was put in charge of ordering the booze and food. this time, there'll be 4 more girls to help us along and i think i might shock them and stick to orange juice...
fat chance
