Went for coffee and some well-needed girly talk with Brooke today.
She made the big step and just slept with the guy she had been seeing for the last few weeks. And, of course, as you do, has fallen head over heels for him. She's now talking about going on the pill because the lucky bloke goes soft when "faced" with a condom...
Hmm...
I mean, that's great, she looks happier than I have seen her for the past few years, so I can't help but feel happy for her.
But, being my usual cynical myself, I couldn't avoid telling her to be careful. I haven't met the guy yet, but if he'd happen to behave like a b*stard and hurt her, (she's so genuine, bless her...), I'd happily tear his head away from his body...
I know, I'm overreacting. It probably has something to do with the fact that my booty-texts didn't get the expected effects...
For some reason, I got myself into a text-fight with OG about my smoking. He really pissed me off; why would he care about the state of my lungs if he doesn't even bother telling me he is definitely moving abroad (as I discovered after a little Facebook spying) ???
As for French Guy, he is working late until the end of the week, but invited me to one of his mate's party on Thursday.
I am so going. Of course I am. But I'm shitting myself.
Seriously, what am I going to say to his friends? I can picture it from here:
"Hi! Nice to meet you.
So, how do you know French Guy?
Oh! You're his brother? I didn't know he had one...
What about me? Oh... At a bus stop, got drunk together, had sex twice, if you don't count the one time at the back of a cab. The usual really...
And what about you? Oh yeah, you said, you were born in the same family... hahaha, I'm gonna... erm... get a drink. Later!"
I am going to have to drag Mike to the local pub for pre-drinks that night. The prospect of showing-up sober is just too scary. When my liver falls appart, I can always sue French Guy. Or his brother for that matter...
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Ok, so looking for a tip. You seem to be a girl about town...where would you suggest for drinks with a mate on a Wednesday night...central or east works better than west.
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I guess it depends exactly what kind of "drinks" you and your mate are looking for...
If you are planning a few good cocktails in a nice environment, I could recommend Floridita, on Wardour St, Soho. I used to go there with some Cuban friends who think the atmosphere is pure classy Cuban, and the staff is very friendly.
In the same range, but East, Favela Chic, on Great Eastern St, Shoreditch, attracts a nice arty crowd, with a great selection of music.
Then if you're looking for a good pub, I'm going to have to make some internet research... I'm pretty good with pubs in West London, and they're pretty good as well, so I tend not to travel all the way to East London for a pub...
Though, I remember that place I went to a few weeks ago, called the Commercial Tavern, on Commercial Street, quite close to Liverpool St Station. It's worth going just for the eccentric interior and, if I remember well, might be open until quite late...
I hope you'll find this helpful... Have a good night out ;)
Hi Lilith,
Thanks for the suggestions. Friend had to work late, so ended up staying in...what a disappointment! Oh well, there's always next time....roll on the weekend!
D.R.
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