Thursday, January 12, 2006

Of FIFs, FBs and that other F-our letter word

I had a wonderful lunch break at La Bodega (5th meal in a week there..Miss J should really get a loyalty card from the management hear ye hear ye) yesterday with The Bachelor, who is back from Brunei for a week - the CLK ( the real mcCoy, not a Cute Little Kancil), the Cartier watch, the quiet English charm - he looked everybit a girl's perfect catch.

We talked about this that and the other ... including the topic of FBs (Fuck Buddies), and FIFs (Friends I Fuck) And there Miss J found herself talking in semi-consultant like manner.. defining the terms FIFs and FBs, distinguishing the differences between the two, and articulating the scope of works when operating FIFs and FBs in one's life.

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While on the subject, Miss J had dinner last night at TSB (again) with an ex Fuck Buddy - lets call him TheCheck (see previous posting titled CheckMate). The risk taker in Miss J wanted to test the waters – to wine and dine (the word DATE is now exclusively used for outings with TheBoyfriend and no other) in male company and keep it kosher and klean.

And after over 1 year of not seeing (is effin’ a better word in this context?) each other, it was pretty breath-taking to see this man again – looking sharp in his Boss, his demeanor exuding confidence and his A6 Audi gleaming with RAW BACK SEAT SEX aura.

And all thru out dinner Miss J had to consciously stop herself from taking about The Boyfriend to her dinner partner (nothing is more off putting than have the person in front of you rant and rave about the new find – be it LV or Love).

There was a slight tension in the air – The Check was trying to assess if Miss J will spend the night with him, while, Miss J was keeping her Pinot to only a safe sobering 2 glasses and strong Machiatto afters.

So despite the very elegantly put ‘I would love you to come up to the room so we can chat more..it has been a long time J’…..

Miss J paused a moment, said a little prayer (please God of Small Things...let me keep to the straight and narrow I don’t want to mess up again) and DECLINED.

It must be that four letter word Miss J was thinking about all nite last nite...LOVE :-)

Ms J at 8:05 PM

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12 Comments

at January 13, 2006 1:44 AM Blogger lita said...

Small Things, babe? ; )

 
at January 13, 2006 2:32 AM Blogger Halva said...

Yay good for ya miss J!

and am echoing Lita: Small Things?

 
at January 13, 2006 4:22 AM Anonymous steve at the pub said...

Man's best friend = Dog

How far does one have to go in applying this law of "FIF"?

(Juz asking the semi-consultant/mother hen) ;-);-);-)

 
at January 13, 2006 12:06 PM Blogger [Is]landa said...

awwwwwww, loveeeee... :)

 
at January 13, 2006 3:04 PM Blogger romanee said...

miss j! la vie en rose, lalala-la-laaaaaaa...lalalala viiieee en roooosssseeeee....

 
at January 13, 2006 7:19 PM Blogger Stingrayz said...

That's true iron-will, Ms. J! :)

I don't think I'd do as well, if Rachel McAdams asked me to come up to her apartment,...(yeah, dream on, Ray!),...;)

 
at January 14, 2006 5:55 AM Blogger The deviated yet still In Transit Planman said...

Hear Ye Here Ye!!

 
at January 14, 2006 9:18 AM Anonymous lx said...

WELL DONE ;-)

 
at January 15, 2006 9:10 PM Blogger Cosmic_GurL said...

Way to go, gurl :) Resist the temptation you did

 
at January 16, 2006 1:13 AM Blogger Ms J said...

Reply to Lita and Halva:
God of Small things like these insignificant postings on FBs and FIFs as opposed to God of Big Things i.e Life, Death, Love

Reply to Steve at the Pub:
do not, i repeat, do not SHAG your dog! ahahahha

Reply to Ylanda:
lovely love :-)

Reply to Romanee
hey! how did u know i totally love that song?

Reply to InTransit, CosmicGirl,lx
hmm...pray i hope to stay on the good and narrow...

 
at January 16, 2006 1:19 AM Blogger sic6sense said...

so many guys, so MUCH time!

 
at January 16, 2006 4:50 AM Blogger romanee said...

remember miss j, i looked in your eyes, right here in paris; la vie en rose chez moi, un tres bon souvenir!

 

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