Lessons in Flirting, #2
So, I went to this party on Saturday night, on the corner of Prince-Arthur and de Laval. (Now I know how the other half lives.) Got absolutely drunk and then had a conversation with a friend, who was either giving me the brush-off or was coming on to me. I couldn’t tell which, as I was concentrating too much on staying upright.
On another matter, whodda thunk it, it turns out that Sir Bob Geldolf, he of Boomtown Rats and Live Aid fame, is the man responsible for the Survivor series. It turns out he’s pissed at someone in Australia, but then, this wouldn’t be the first time...
Monday, September 30, 2002
Rantings of an almost middle-aged man-child. Lowly tech-writer by day, but amazingly virile superhero when I dream.
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