dolorous interludes.

Haven't spent a Friday night at home like this in a mighty long time. Listening to Samba De Mon Coeur Qui Bat. Don't you so love french jazz? relaxing night it is, and words fail me somewhat. i am devoid of emotion at the moment; i'm walking my dog on a plateau and i see only the mist. but this is fine by me really. i'd much rather the flat soils than mountain trekking, thank you.

And have i mentioned? spending time with your girlfriends is the best feeling in the world- you'r entitled to read horoscopes, talk about other women, agree/disagree on the singapore idol choices, be indecisive about our movie choices, lie on each other's shoulders, shop, visit the toilet together and later discover that your cubicles were adjacent to each others' and that the floors were black marble and were therefore terribly reflective, share food, and walk slowly!

You now know why guys and girls share this great common interest- we both love spending time with girls. =)

posted by voyeur @ 10/15/2004 10:33:00 PM