A gorgeous word called Friday

Friday. Such a gorgeous word that deserves the gorgeous day that today is being. Walking to my tube stop today I told my brain to shut up, stop thinking about work and furniture, and just breathe in (whilst pretending no fumes) the spring blue sky and sparkling colours.

I have been shuttling crap (ie well…crap) back and forth each night. Tonight I may have a helper in the form of G, the GFW. In a hallway convo, I mentioned the move, and sweetly he offered his services which are made even better that he has his mom's car. Our relationship is an odd one. Six months ago I would be dreaming about how to seduce him. But it does seem that we can be friends without any of that getting in the way. maybe. at times i think is it worth it. when i decide that it actually hurts me to merely be friens, i will back away. but that isn't now. Anyway, but he may bail out because he is at a funeral today. And Saturday I have a birthday party to go to at Milk n'Honey. There will be some gay guys there so I am sure I will get lashed and talk fashion and style and teeth whitening.

M, the Portsmouth builder, has been calling me consistently. I can't remember the last time that has happened. I look forward to going there next week. And getting to know him better.

I received a blast from the past this week; and I find those moments fantastic. But this one really floored me. Pumpkin, a guy lawyer at my old firm in Dallas, emailed me out of the blue to say, are you still around? I responded quickly, yes, in London, loving London, really glad you contacted, tell me your story. And he did. He has moved to LA, writing and filming, doing some freelance law, loves it and wrote in a style that was completely apposite his old self. In a very good way. I wrote back, is that you? You sound so much better, happier, etc. The odd bits are, he and I had a mild fling. He chased me, he was not my type (he loved George W, etc. etc.), I kept saying no, then finally, I said, ok, lets try dating. And audience, what does he do? Runs away. By the time, 9months later, I left for the UK, we barely spoke, and he was not even invited to my leaving drinks. In his email, he said, I think about you and I miss you… you were the highlite of Dallas. What, are we talking the same lifes here? I wrote him back , detailing my life, asking him more about his. And strangely, I have a trip to LA tentatively planned to see a school chum who lives there, as I will be in Santa Fe for a wedding. So I said, and btw Pumpkin, I will be in LA , so maybe we can meet up. He writes back, YOU MUST CALL ME AND LET ME TAKE YOU OUT….you are very unique and I hope you have figured this out…

Camera focuses in on me, I roll my eyes and sigh. Maybe I am entering the years when all the boys that ran away in the past, and there are many, are now men, and try to contact me. That sounds like a great chic lit book. But I am too snobby to write chic lit should I write a novel.

I read the papers and the news web sites. I listen to Radio 4 in the mornings. I miss NPR's All Things Considered. My brain does have other things to think about besides food and men and the lack of either in a material manner in my life. I was not shocked at Labour's rerouting at the local elections. I was shocked about the Cabinet reshuffle. Prescott's behaviour and his continuity as deputy astounds me. And he is still there! It also astounds me why the prettyish PA would do him. Ick to the nth degree. I know power can be an aphrodisiac, but I think he would have to be the world leader to have a remote effect on me. Bluck. I think Clark should have stayed and corrected the mess. I think the problems at the lower tiers will be compounded by the awkwardness of the transition to a new HO secretary. Maybe this is a good time for me to go on the DL, get another job with out a work permit….And Moussaoui received a life imprisonment sentence earlier this week. When I heard that news I thought, my whole state is saying as a collective conscious, if that trial had happened here in Texas, aint no way he would have not gotten the day-eth penalteee….i am not sure of my opinion of the DP. I used to be for, and now I am examining my opinion. But I am not disappointed in my country and its legal system because he received jail for life. The DP has several arguments. Two primary are punishment and deterrence. Deterrence. Start whacking the hands off of thiefs, and crime goes down. However, we know that due to the belief system of these terrorists, the DP will not deter them. And punishment? The key is who the punishment from who's point of view will you determine. The victim's society or the perpetrator. The victim's society is split. And religion and belief system becomes a factor as well. But lets assume that a majority of the country is like George W. Thus the DP is a greater punishment and Christian values will get shoved aside in this exception to the rule. From what I have read ( and I have read a great book, Al-Queda, by Jason Burke an Observer journalist) a DP for a Islamic terrorist is not punishment but allows them to be a martyr as they believe, and their sub-society believes. But life imprisonment, on US soil, has to be considered Evil for them. So, judgement aside, I am satisfied with the verdict. Notwithstanding, it does not do one iota of difference in changing the current geopolitical situation which will continue to promote hate, fear and its physical extensions by means of violence on innocent people.