I am faster than a bus on Charing Cross Road.
Charing Cross station is the hub for all those hot south east London men to congregate in at the end of their days toiling on constructions sites... generally in ripped clothing, with a little bit of dirt smeared on their face... OK... I'm stopping there....
There are more churches in London than people.
The people I work with are annoying.
There's another comic book shop near where I work. Bonus.
A dripping wet naked man still turns me on. Note to all.. if I use the words "dripping wet naked man" in a link from now on, you can bet your bottom dollar that they won't be safe for work (NSFW!!) but all the best parts will be covered up so for the not so prudish but still prudes out there you needn't worry about surfing over to links I provide on my blog. I've only once linked to a fully exposed naked man in a post, and that was the gorgeous Bel Ami model Mark Aubrey. Oh and we all remember the Kevin McDaid fiasco... better forgotten (also to those searching for pics of Kevin McDaid please stop leaving comments or emailing me asking for them... it's been a few years and I'm bored!). But I won't link, in a post, to fully naked men ever again...
I'm reading The Selfish Gene
by Richard Dawkins. I know, I'm 30 years behind the times. But God, it's fascinating stuff. Really makes a lot of sense, and has made me view the theory of evolution completely differently and only served to reinforce the fact that creationists truly are wrong.
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