New winds
So, instead of being squeezed in an agenda from hell and shoe-horned down in someone´s too busy schedule, I am reclaiming my dignity.
Ever so sweet but crazily busy Kangaroo on the loose needs not walk around thinking I am sat waiting for him to "stuff me around" (his own very apologetic words), I have better things to do. And as we all know, if there is a will, there is a way, and without being too demanding nor difficult nor dramatic, I say no-thanks to men who don´t make room for me. He has one last chance to show me that he makes this effort, otherwise he will be declared DEAD. Sad but true, as Metallica would have put it.
And since I am:
- unbelievably beautiful
- blessed with an absolutely PERFECT body
- so intelligent that people get STUNNED
- fantastically witty and more charming than... Kate Winsley
- by far the kindest in the world
- a mere DEVIL in bed
- loved by ALL children
- surrounded with friends who are the coolest on earth
- athletic and sporty yet hysterically glamorous
- GENERALLY FANTASTIC!!
Also, Thierry Henri is now divorced. Says he needs to get away from everything English. We can sort that out out honey. You need some Swedish love. Easy.
TATAAAAAA!!!
4 comments:
you is stealing mi' list of miself.
,-)
YOU forgot to list that you come with no package nor cellulite.
xx Kit
It all sounds very familiar. Right now I am in a situation that a wise Spanish onelegged pixie once defined - a certain English man being 'Dead'.
By that I mean after seeing one another for 5 or so dates, the man disappears off the face of the earth with no warning and no explanation.
Interestingly enough I'm not upset. Just unimpressed...and looking forward to Greek pirates
When a man rings you (and you divert him to voicemail) he knows that he's on shaky ground if his opening line is - "Sorry that I haven't been in touch for a while, well 5 days, I've been really busy"
Because of course us ladies aren't busy at all; flying about Europe, working lots, gallivanting until 6 in the morning, buying flats. No, no we just sit in a darkened room hoping for the phone to ring...Pah!
kitty: shit yes, and also I forgot that I am the heiress of an ridiculously ENORMOUS north swedish fortune made out of tall pine trees.
hon lovely swede: PAH indeed, unimpressed is the word! PAH!
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