Valentine's Day morning was spent with
redcountess and
talking to pimps. They like me! Or parts thereof!
The afternoon was
arkady's; she got on her
PVC catsuit and five-inch stilettos and we went to the marvellous Coffee, Cake and Kink. Which
is that mythical place in London you can get REALLY GOOD COFFEE. (They get
it from Monmouth, down the
street.) We were served by and chatted at length with the lovely
wingedharlequin. This place is just about Perfect and I recommend
it highly.
The evening was
redcountess's. Restaurant dinner delivered
(OK, chicken and chips) and Kill Bill vol. 2 on DVD in bed.
Bliss.
Yesterday I got my desk assembled and my PC set up. I HAVE MY COMPUTER BACK! Now to get all my crap off the work laptop ... This Galant desk turns out to be the same size as Liz's Jerker desk — and the only reason I didn't get one of those was that we didn't think there'd be room. Ah well. Main difference is no top shelf. But it's a fine desk.
Today I have one zillion household errands to run between pimp calls. While I work out if I actually want to do any of these things for the term of my natural life. Answer: not really, but money is useful. I need to resolve that one.