As I said…

Soup and a chick-flick. I love Bridget Jones’ Diary. Both of them, to read and to watch.
I think part of the success (or all of it actually) is to do with the fact that the situations are so recognisable. I had a typical BJ conversation today. One of those ones where absolutely nothing that came out of my mouth sounded right, or even made any sense at all.
As I said, my head is just to full.

There probably is a Mark Darcy out there somewhere for me. I tried a shitload of Marks, and that didn’t really work :-) One moved to .za, one has a girlfriend, one was just a creep… And then there was this one Mark that liked me more than I liked him.
I’ll try some other names, lets see… A… Check. On to B it is :-)
Now… anyone with a B?