For some reason I keep singing today. I blame my good mood on the most gorgeous and glamourous Chloe who met me in the Bright Town yestereve for a drink or several. Of course she was very beautiful with her two tone hair and I was unable to restrain the urge to hug her in the middle of the Grand Central when she arrived.
We had a long and rambling conversation over a few bottles of wine that included (but was not limited to) the following topics:
- The Mutiny on the Bounty
- An affair that never happened
- The effects of bullying
- Kylie’s pants
- Buffy the Vampire Slayer
- Private Detectives
- Suicide Girls
- Girl Guide Badges
- Roll ups
- Getting beaten up
- London Loves
I’m not going into details because it was a private conversation and you should have come along if you wanted to join in. So there!
Only two things marred an otherwise perfect evening between friends:
- Mr “I’m going to go outside every five minutes to make a phone call and leave the door open so Chloe gets chilly” who kept leaving the door open. I mean, just because it’s a public place it doesn’t mean that we don’t rule.
- The last train from the Bright Town to my home was at 9:40pm which was unnaturally early for ending a night out.
- Chloe admitted to not reading my blog. Clearly this is a great sin but I can now talk about her to my heart’s content safe in the knowledge that she won’t know what I’ve said about her. *tee hee*
I know, that’s three things but one of them doesn’t count.
So that was my evening. It was more fun that yours so again with the “So there”
I leave you now with this Buffy quote:
“You know, people underestimate the value of a good ramble.”