Lord of War
Sooo. Good film, thought provoking and kinda frigtening in an 'Oh Jesus God, this actually happens' kinda way. I like Nicholas Cage too.
Then Stairways for a short brief while. Haven't been for years. And it's still the same, still full of children playing at adults, all thats changed is they've painted the toilets purple and black. Met Richard (our local friendly barman from the cherry orchard), and Sarah's ex, Neil in there...Danced a little bit, then started getting memory fatigue...remembering all the times we used to go there...Clare and Charley and Beth and Chris and Pete Ikin, and Phil Sanderson, and Lee (sad bastard) Brewer. And then I started thinking about Pete and how Stairways was the first time I ever kissed him when I was 18, and it made me a bit sad, so we had to go.
Talking of Pete he texted me this morning, to tell me to ignore the emails he sent me yesterday, he was angry and it was all lies. I was quite glad he'd sent that after I read them...'you don't realise why you don't have any friends except the ones who want to get into your knickers'. To be honest, I laughed. And then I thought about it some more, and I realised in the majority of cases it's actually true. Apart from a few friends who I've known for years, a lot of my mates would like to sleep with me (or are in love with me...one or the other, or perhaps both). I didn't understand really why that was such a bad thing...doesn't that generally imply that I'm a great friend who is also really attractive? But now I've thought about it a bit more and started doing this blog entry, I realise what he actually meant was that people are only my friends because they want to sleep with me, and not because they actually want to be friends with me.
That is blatantly not true, cos people who have asked me and I have said no to, are still my friends, if sex was all that they were after, they'd have deserted me a long time ago. God it sounds like I've got offers of sex coming at me from all directions...I haven't...the occasional one I guess, but not many.
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