Perhaps this explains why yours truly has had such difficulty in settling down. I always wondered why the other girls seemed to have so little of my pathological aversion to boredom.
Tuesday, February 14, 2006
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- Darlings, where to start? Sometimes I feel as though I have lived a thousand lives in this one, dewy and unlined though my complexion may be. To Tell All may be to intimidate; thus I maintain, at most times, a discreet reserve. But here I share my musings, perhaps revealing the secret to my exquisite poise and charm.
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The first time I visited England there was a play running in London that I did not see. It was entitled "No Sex Please, We're British".
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