So long since I been here that I forgot what my name was and had to go and check. Yup its me, Dolores.
I've been all over since I last wrote and every step taken with a fag in my hand. So I shouldn't really be here but I'm squatting since Mystery Dude has scarpered and I can't bear to see the crumbling majesty of an unused blog. Where are you MD and are you still sickeningly fresh?
I've been out with my new boyfriend who's 30! Yes 30! How cool am I? I'm one of those new-fangled cougars. He has many other fine attributes but I won't list them here since Tiger has two traits seldom found in my boyfriends: he reads and he's interested in me. So if I start going on about how great he is he'll start checking the blog obsessively instead of doing his proper jobs: doing my laces up, telling me I'm gorgeous, making me dinner and being offended.
Like I said, I've been loads of places: to hospital to have my healthy appendix out, on two holidays with the kids, one long, gruelling and expensive and one short, austere and expensive, to the solicitors to have my money removed, to see loads and loads of customers, some of whom I have pissed off, to tiny Tescos to buy fags again and again.
So lots to tell you about. Soon.
xx
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3 comments:
Ooh, fame at last! xx
Anonymous my arse. You're Tiger, aren't you!
Why, yes I am!
Pleasure to finally meet you.
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