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 friday, june 01By any other name Claire's got me hooked on Sex and the City again. I'd weaned myself during the first season as it had the effect of bubbling up New York dating flash back nightmares. Nothing too serious and perhaps the intervening years have dulled my embarrassment. I'm a sucker for the nicknames. Carrie's on and off again relationship with "Big" is a reasonable example, but why refer to someone with one word when you can give them a nickname that's far more descriptive? I don't think I could reduce my various and sundry dates to just one word. Well, I could, but then they'd all be Insane. Insane I, Insane II, Insane III, etc. What's the fun in that? Let's see. There was Bright Attractive Author I, Vampire Record Label Guy (odd hours), Elusive Balding Geek, and Bright Attractive Author II. Then there was Asshole Fashion Photographer I and Asshole Fashion Photographer II. Back to back no less. Kind of reminds me of the back to back Adrians that I dated in University. Ruby sorted out the confusion by referring to them as Adrian and Caucasian Adrian. I'll cease and desist while I'm ahead, otherwise I'll begin to ponder on the names they might remember me by. Erm, yes. Stopping now.
"Because the thing is, Frat Guy is often Balding And In Denial Guy." More fun with names. Judith always finds the best things to perk up an otherwise dull day. Yesterday it was What Women Want. Lucien Freud, Self-Portrait. Yesterday? "I lost my brain." |
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