Love Hunt 2 - you asked for a bit more....
Dear Eva, I am
BACK! Oh that is so FANNY!!!! Ha! Ha! Ha! My darling it is funny. Fanny is a
lady’s undercarriage – the pleasure part. My goodness I have missed your turn
of phrase and your very special worldview. In fact it is a few weeks since I
spat my drink at a computer screen and the first thing I did this morning was
read your mail and spit my coffee. I am sure my colleagues must be impressed.
They must think it is my return from holiday ritual!
I have never
noticed wobbling bottoms at the gym but no doubt they are going to draw my
attention daily from now on. It will be like watching jelly on a washing
machine during a spin cycle. It is the time of year where people make their gym
attempts – sweat too much and realise they don’t like turning purple in public.
Eva, I have so
much to tell you and I am already smirking about icicles sticking out bras. The
funny thing is I have only been away ten days and I have over a thousand work emails
to wade through. Of course I read yours first! I put you at the top of the
priority list. I hope that makes you feel special against the different
investigations, metrics and formulae already pursuing me. I can feel the mental
asteroids circling.
Well having a
break did something. I saw a new life perspective while I ogled fit men and was
massaged by one particular hotty, which resulted in a bit of a holiday romance.
This then revealed a whole world of potential and I have now developed two
lists - imagine!
So here we are
- the ideal man list and The LUST LIST!!!. I was going to call the latter the
sexy sausage list but something in the word lust combined with list sent tingles
down my spine. I love lists and lust combined... Oh another moment of
inspiration just hit like lightening - The LOVE LIST & The LUST LIST.
Yey!!!!! I am yeying at the desk. Who does that? Me apparently. Yey, yey and
triple lusty lovey yey!!!!
You might ask
what is the lust list? The criteria and parameters for this list is purely for
‘play time.’ I realised on holiday that I have been taking this dating malarchy
far too seriously. The criteria are specific; there is certainly no a hint of
nasal hair on the owner of a perfectly musculated arm! What a revelation. A
woman can have a lust list in her ‘tick list / to do book!’ Amazing or what? I
never realised that lists moved beyond work so well!
Right Eva I will
have to get on with some work because that is apparently why I come to this
place (other than aggravate the crap out of my work colleagues). Oh God, I have
to wade through numerous dull emails; however, I have the potential for loads
of literary ranting today. I have so much to tell you and my rapid typing fingers
have rested over the ten days! I think I can beat my ninety words a minute
record. Steam may come from the keyboard! And.... Well Abdi and Greg may well
be curious. They were so sweet when I returned because the team did a mini
Miami wave. It is slightly different to the Mexican wave. They all joined hands
and undulated across their bodies in a wave. Then sang ‘Yey she returned... She
did ney get pale face burned. Instead she is here with millions of emails – oh
dear! Maybe we should get her a beer!’ To finish the whole celebration Greg and
Abdi stood up and did a German bottom slapping dance. It was well choreographed
and quite a show! This is why I love my team. They are nuts!
Talk soon after
my numerous email endeavours!
Gracie
To be continued...
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