Another thing I do when I should be cracking on with essay is...
oh, dear...
but I can't be the only one...
google name of old...
well, crush, is probably the word.
Can't find him but his ex-wife comes up. She was never a looker and is now very round-faced, bespectacled and easy sixty.
And I still think she's the luckiest woman in the world. I know they're divorced but she got to have his babies.
I was good girl at the time (or just scared) and choose not to get involved with a married man.
Look where that got me?
Go for it, pollygarter.
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dennypoos
- 2008-05-10 @ 06:50:44
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Pompadour
- 2008-05-10 @ 13:38:09
You are so right.
Satday and I'm still imprisoned by this essay!
Bonnie having a fit, asking when am I coming back to change the cat's litter tray, and how come one essay is taking me so long.
Delphine was much more understanding (when I was chatting to her on my mobile instead of working) and said, naturally it's taking me ages, the deadline not being until Wednesday.-
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dennypoos
- 2008-05-10 @ 19:56:44
There's an old addage that work expands to fill the available time. Thats a bit of a paraphrase I think but you get the gist.
" Delphine was much more understanding".... God why don't I have friends called 'Delphine'? That is a really sexy name, and my immagination hopes that the girl isn't a Moose.
Ooops......really non PC, but I am the person I am. -
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I've just read the 'True love' trilogy and think the best thing is for you to finish the damned essay and stop musing on what coulda/ shoulda/ woulda been if you had the balls in the past. Let it go or give it up or whatever the current phrase is. You'r beating yourself up about nothing.