Joke du jour

The joke of the day was me thinking I could go for a longer period without drinking. Ha! Forgive me, but did anyone really take that seriously? No, didn't think so either. Well I did make it 7 days (Sunday morning 'til Saturday night), but then since I'm dating ferociously nowadays, going on a "drink-date" without having any drinks doesn't really sit well with me. It would probably go a bit like this:
Me: Nice bar this one, good choice!
Him: Thanks, I come here all the time. The Mojitos are to die for.
Me: Sounds great, but I think I'll have a coke.
Him: Oh... Er... Good for you... Next!
So no, I didn't order a coke last night. In fact I had 2 drinks, and beers. Was completely wooed by my subject of the evening, quite the looker! And so heartbreakingly young aswell (my age minus 2, ouch). But trust me, he made up for what he lacked in experience, or rather, I just didn't give a flying rat's ass. Age's just a number, right? And we're not exactly getting married anytime soon.
Damn this libido! It always gets in the way of me trying to do the right thing. Is there a clinic or a programme I could sign up with to get it out of my system? Or, perhaps, am I in fact a gay man, trapped in a woman's body, with an extreme sex-drive? It is yet to be discovered. Meanwhile, I lead an internal battle between my upper and lower-parts, to be continued in wether there will be a winner or if we'll just have to call it a tie. Jeez. It's tiresome.
The cold weather doesn't want to give in. It has buried its sharp claws into the skin of Paris' back and refuses to let go. When I open my shutters every morning I have to remind myself which country I live in (FRANCE, not Siberia, FRANCE, not...). Should have followed the bear's example and just entered hibernation (is that even a word in English? Well it is now.). You imagine, sleeping four five months under your nice warm duvet... Wake up to blossomly spring all rested and fresh. And thin! Since you haven't eaten for so long.
Speaking of thin, I keep [trying] to go to the gym as often as I can. Which, of course, isn't often enough. This week, one time... Shame on me! But next week it'll be different! I even made up a little plan! Tomorrow I'll go and get my second hep B vaccination and then I'll go running. Oh aren't I being a good girl, I do declare! And then coffees with dearest Lauren, then a bit of work, and last but not least a lush dinner at my dear Jo and P's house, it's been so long, more than a week! Disgrace and scandal, this cannot be! I suffer from serious Jo and P withdrawal, I just realised... Luckily there is a quick-fix to that one. See them. Asap.
What else is wonderful and almost a little too good to be true? Me going to see my bestest galosch (who just turned 23 yesterday) in Amsterdam! I got a week of vacation (lo and behold) in the beginning of February, so I thought let's just do it! So there it is, I leave on the 4th and I cannot W A I T! Haven't seen my baby-girl since June last year... oh my heart hurts... oh.
So! Bright times ahead! Steering my ship towards better and happier times!

Keep swimming you guys, only dead fish follow the stream.

Oh aren't you clever? Yes you are!

xoxo Carro