Day of the ex
I was walking along Earls Court station the other day and I saw none other than Frances. She was on the phone, so I didn't say 'hello', but I feel honour-bound to mention that she looked absolutely beautiful.Not going out with me clearly agrees with her, a sentiment I'm very confident she would share.
I then proceeded to drink my way through the entire weekend, culminating in an all day drinking-writing session and the birthday party of an XFM DJ who I have met a grand total of one time. I was the first one there, so it was me, her mother and her uncle.
Awkward!
Yet she made me feel quite comfortable. What a lovely lady. You must all now listen to her show.
Oh wait, I also went to see David Sedaris do a reading of his stuff. I wasn't really aware of the man before, but he was awesome.
posted by Peter The Great @ 12:40 PM
2 Comments:
Marsha or Sunta?
Google stalking serves me well.
Love Sedaris' stuff. 'Me Talk Pretty Some Day' is particuarly good.
Sorry to hear you had a tough weekend.
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