03 August 2005
I'm exhausted. We did the bus tour today and the icing on the cake was climbing all the way to the top of St. Paul's. I did it, for fat girls everywhere who think they can't. All 530 steps. I climbed them for you, for us. I thought about quitting after the second level and then I said, no, I'm going ALL THE WAY. I had to take a few breaks to catch my breath but I did it!!! My ex can suck it.We could see all the way to Crystal Palace. I had to correct a few American tourists who thought it was the Eiffel Tower. Uh.. no. That'd be in FRANCE. I'm embarrassed by my countrymen sometimes.
After we finished the bus tour, we sat in Leicester Square, had dinner, and shared a bottle of wine. Then we walked to Trafalgar Square and rode the bus home. Heather had to pack up and head back to her mom's holiday let as she's leaving in the morning. I'm completely exhausted tonight. Tomorrow, I am doing nothing. I'm sure my legs will feel like jelly so sitting around and being a bum will be good for me.
For Paul Barrett The opinions expressed here are mine and mine alone. Some (not all) names have been changed or omitted to protect the guilty. Celebrating 9 whole years of nonsense! © 2005-2014.
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