Houston, we have a problem! On Saturday I bought 14 books at Borders, and this evening I bought 8 more books at Tesco (supermarket). So now I have about 45 books to read. The rest of my year is spoken for… (actually they’ll probably last me a few months)

I went to see a laser beautician in Harley Street to sort out a few of my ugly bits. She was so indiscreet! She was telling me about the clients that were ahead of me, the singer with ingrown hairs and a growth on his ear, the young girl with a full beard, the girl who whips off her knickers to laser off her bikini line into a brazilian landing strip. Her gossiping didn’t inspire my confidence, and I left imagining her talking about me to the next client…

I got fed up of using someone else’s computer login at work, so I called up the computer maintenance company and sorted it out myself. Then my colleague told me that she needed to have my password in case of emergency… one of the reasons I wanted my own login account was in order to have a modicum of privacy there, especially after her repeated invasions of my drawers, etc.

I’m not going back there for a couple of days now, so I can forget about all that crap.

Oh yeah, it looks like I’m going to Jamaica in May!

Written by PJ | Posted in reading

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