Sunday, March 06, 2005
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Overkill Medusabeaching is getting dry.
and i dont mean the sand.
Hitch is a good show.
a tad cliche but easily watchable stuff.
you know one of those times when you're out with a friend (of the opposite sex), then when she (in my context) meets a good friend, who incidentally also has a male companion, it almost feels like the world suddenly revolves around them as they start their banter.
and i dont mean it in a good way.
suddenly, i find myself standing opposite this equally hapless chap, with two barbie dolls standing between us.
barbie's that talk, but essentially about clothes and stuff.
whatever, call it a Paris & Nicole if you like.
we (me and the guy) dont make any eye contact. neither do we really acknowledge each other's presence. we just look at the girls as though they're the (as i've mentioned before) centre of the world. the operative phrase being "as though". they really AREN'T the centre of my world.
far from it in fact.
situation's awkward to say the very least, to watch the girls engage in small talk while you stand there in limbo is just quite absurd.
nonsense man.
Miss Tan would've agreed that it was absurdism at it's best.
haha...i'm kidding. she wouldn't think that, much less agreed.
i'm full of nonsense.
Yoda ---> how's B Tan by the way?
Peace out.
screaming infidelity at 12:00 AM
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