Some Jobs are Made in Heaven

We all have our lovely dark secrets with us we’d like to share at some level, rather than take them with us to the crematorium.
I have one among several I must get off my waxed breasts; one at a time.
If I could have it entirely my way, I’d hang up my boots and trade a seemingly dazzling career in the maintenant for working as part time merchandiser in a Waterstone’s store in Central London, within a half mile radius of Piccadilly Circus and Green Park. The rest of the day would be mine to take off, soaking in the many pleasures the City of London has to offer– cinema, more cinema, some more cinema, still more cinema, parks, theatre, museums, books, music, more books, window shopping on New Bond Street and ogling Men, more Men. Every other weekend I would fly off to Paris to work as Monsieur Le Masseur in a Turkish hamam - to be one with my other knee trembling weaknesses for French men, and that for French cheese and wine.

Score board : Moi 6; Life Love. Now that to my mind is life’s coming a full circle for me.

If you’re cruising this darker than jet-black blog and have a deep secret you wish to belch out; you know you’ve come to the right place. So pour one; pour all!

Felix The Cat - The Wonderful Wonderful CopyCat

With apologies to Martin Amis.

" Because I am a healer, everything I do heals."

" The only relief, succour you can afford working in Corporate is trying to find hope in the innocence or neutrality of sleep."

" Suicide as an act of ironic heroism, an act that asserts something like : My life is mine and mine alone to take."

" You do what you do best, not what's best to do."

"Hospitals are erotic - blood and bodies and death and power. They are doing what we all have to do down here on earth : getting ready to die."

" This business with the yellow cabs - any cabs if you ask me, surely looks like an unimprovable deal. They're always there when you need one, even in the rain or when the theaters are closing. Just the one hitch : they're always taking you places where you don't want to go. "

" Here there is no why. The world is going to start making sense...Now."

" Multiply zero by zero and you still get zero. Well, how do you follow zat ? The answer is : you can't. Of course you can't."