I've been suffering the flu virus that my mum proclaimed was "doing it's rounds". Feverish, fatigued and fleghmy. I moved from my regular sleeping place on the settee and slept in the bedroom, as the bedroom has an almost worldwide reputation for being colder than a January morning, and my settee is located in the living room - warm enough to be located at the earth's core.
My living room is a hub for electrical heat. Upon the various essentials of modern life (TV, DVD player, Xbox, Freeview Satellite box), Jack and I also have three computers in that tiny room. My computer, fairly new and hijacked from Jack as a gift for letting him live here rent free. Jack's computer, a.k.a my old computer, a computer with an old-fashioned box monitor and slow processing system. Our guest computer, a.k.a Jack's really old computer, that we let guests play on when they come over. On the very odd occasion that they do.
Being ill meant lying on my own in the bedroom while Jack played online poker with the hopes of winning us some money to be able to buy things when I'm well enough. He won £50 the other day, but we spent it very quickly, I produced him with a list of essential items that I would need to recover - and one of these items was a new book.
Jack, against my better judgements, opted to buy me "Belle De Jour", the book about a prostitute in London. "The intimate adventures of a London call girl, a new major TV series starring Billie Piper". I didn't think that I would enjoy it, and it did lack a plot or story which would be expected as, as far as I'm aware, it didn't ever intend to. Is it not just a collection on blogs, compiled into a book? Some would argue that the narration and "twists and turns" would mean this book was never intended to remain as a blog. Nonetheless, I finished that book, and I wasn't overly impressed, although I enjoyed the writing style and the lifestyle that it portrayed.
It's not that I enjoy the lifestyle, I just enjoy the concept of seeing other lifestyles in a realistic manner. I always have loved watching other people. I do it more than anything else.
