Friday, February 15, 2008
On to my new Wonderful Life
Rolling with this new wave of energy, I will briefly comment that the day before yesterday I had three, count them, THREE, unsolicited exchanges with men within 24 hours, as I was just making my way about town. This never happens in Berlin; there must be some sort of glow about me, some sort of happy little rainbow over my head. [For you long-time Berlin residents, I will qualify this by saying two were foreigners and one was a Ukrainian nationalized as a young child, thus not at all inconsistent with my continued contention about German men]. I will say that this absolutely proves my point about men in general -- disaster is guaranteed up to and until a woman truly reaches the point of not giving a good goddamn. Then all is golden. And grrrllls, I am finally back at that point again. So now all I need to do is sit back and amuse myself by watching the proceedings. In the meantime, enough of unsexy Berlin; I'm making my plans to escape. India was a potent reminder of my need for sun and sensuality. My only problem is, I cannot possibly decide which Spanish city to pick, so I'm asking you to help me with this nifty little poll.