everyone knows somebody named roxy

i woke up bright and early (10ish - that's pretty early in my book), so i called up roxy for a round of coffee and dvd hunting. ended up blowing my entire's week budget. nine dvds! including the original buffy, the vampire slayer movie. okay, so maybe my taste in movies is flawed - but i did get girl with a pearl earring, so maybe that makes up for it. wow! luke perry and colin firth, one right after the other. who knew i had it in me?

anyway, roxy's dating two guys right now. Guy A's abroad, Guy B's right here. B knows about A, while A's totally clueless. A recently visited her here and B nearly killed himself. she loves B more than A, but just can't break up with A as he may very well snap and kill her. B, on the other hand, is a total crack junkie. (reformed, my ass.) this probably explains why I only hook up with roxy a couple of hours every week - one can only handle her life in 2 to 3 hour doses. i think it's the f*cked-up love stories she lives and tells - and boy, does she tell them ad nauseum! - they totally make me wanna forget about love and dating, and just spend those designated looking-for-love hours on reading back issues of vanity fair. i love her to bits though, as she's really generous and funny. roxy, if you think about it, is like my taste in cinema - sometimes one side of her makes up for another.

meanwhile, duckie (remember the model/writer/artist?) tells me she'll be on telly tomorrow. i know a celeb. i have coffee breaks with a celeb. how exciting.

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bought pink sandals today. and a mobile phone casing to match.