I would rather run around naked in Dalston at night than date a banker.



Unknown "GP" Sparkling - 15 years, 7 months, 3 days ago

Sometimes it's a bit difficult that he lives so far away, but in a way this is a welcome test to how keen we both are.

Other times I think I wouldn't have time to do much with him anyway right now.


This situation is rather unfamiliar for me, things seem quite simple. I fall in love again everytime i hear him on the phone, i look at the pictures i have of him and swoon, i count the days until he's here. I like his idiosyncracies and the fact that he adores me as he does, even though he is so much smarter than I, and even though i don't know a half of what he knows. I like knowing that he is able to prescribe me medicines and stitch my arm back on if it unexpectedly fell on the floor, unprompted, which would be quite unlucky and shit but hey, you never know. I like the fact that I don't particularly like his voice, yet love him, love how we call each other 'doctor', love how big he is, love going to bed in his shirt and nothing else every night, and how this is big enough to look like a little dress, on me. Love how comfortable and normal and eternal it feels to be with him.

I love his name, calling him by his name, and his many others. Hell I love the man to bits, i want my babies to have greek DNA (I'm still going to adopt them, though, there's no way i'll give birth to the fuckers).

But in spite of all those eerie and pathetically soft feelings all i want right now is pin him down to my bed and ravish him. 27 days.





Unknown "GP" Sparkling - 15 years, 7 months, 9 days ago

i'm in boxing mode at the moment. I'll go and get them, even the pitbull girl that hits at the head in training.
Unknown "GP" Sparkling - 15 years, 7 months, 17 days ago

So I sort of knew this would happen but I didn't dare believe it.

This man I've only known for a few days when I was in Greece, and who's just opened a new surgery on his paradise island, is actually coming to see me for 8 days in London in November.

I am overwhelmed, and wondering how it is that this man who essentially knows me very little, wants to spend so much time with me, but I'm also thinking that 8 days is a LOOOOOOONG time for a solitary girl like me!
Unknown "GP" Sparkling - 15 years, 7 months, 18 days ago

Yesterday night was interesting...

I went on a date with an amazingly fit guy I met at the gym. He is a boxer, good looks, six pack and all, most of all, he is cheeky and irreverent, and seemed witty and fun, I thought. The date went well but nothing special, we had a couple of kisses, and at the end of the day it was all too predictible and not spontaneous enough as far as i was concerned, and i decided to go home alone.

As I was walking back home, I received a call from my boyfriend in Greece, telling me that he had now renewed his passport and couldn't wait to come and see me in London, asking me about my health (he is a doctor after all) and generally being sweet and interesting.

I stopped at the shop on my way home to buy some chocolate (only because it's high in magnesium obviously), and went back with two bags: one with the treats i bought myself, and another one full of a kiddie-type lollipop thing called 'brain dippers - sour tongue dipping candy', for which i didn't pay: in fact, i have no idea how this got into my hand. Perhaps the shopkeeper was trying to tell me something, it sounds all very freudian to me.

Anyways, the point is that when i finally got home, i received two sms: one from the 6 pack Londoner saying: "let's meet tomorrow babe, you and I will fuck so well, you make me so horny XX"; the other one from my Greek, saying: "My Claire, you may know, I am in love with you, I am thinking of ways we can be together".

And i must say, however scary i found it that someone is thinking of "ways we can be together", I'd just never fuck someone who calls me "babe".
Unknown "GP" Sparkling - 15 years, 7 months, 21 days ago