living and not learning

i started listening to Sofie Hagen’s book Will I Ever Have Sex Again? which seems pretty light but has some interesting thoughts on the meaning of sexual encounters and how she’s wanted to share those stories with friends, on stage and in the book partly to make them more real, evidence that it happened. i think i can relate to some of those thoughts. but this reminds me i want to go to stand up shows again, its been a while. theres no shortage of good performers in london. 

im worried democrats will not want to set a female candidate again, as it tends to end poorly. some men admitted to voting Trump just cos they were opposed to a women being in office. the whole thing is so depressing, although not surprising. 

i dug my winter coat out of the storage, its getting close to 10 degrees. i still find myself freezing cos i dont wear enough underneath. well, im only 44, live and learn?

Cem bought a flat in south london near Borough, only 20mins from us, feels like we're neighbours! i went mattress shopping with him yesterday as the shop is within walking distance from us. he found his mattress so thats all done now. afterwards we went for a drink and he showed me pics of things he'd been looking at in ikea. he was impressed how many items i could name by just looking at his photo (eg. Kivik sofa, Poäng chair, Lack shelf...  and no, i have not owned all of them). 

today we saw Can & Burcu. to be exact, me and dr met Burcu for a coffee at 13:30 as Can was at work. then dr went to work, Can handed over to himm then he came to join me and Burcu and we had dinner and drinks together. in the interim period me and Burcu went to a boardgame cafe in Brixton and enjoyed some games. i really want to go back, it was a nice place. always nice to see C & B too. 

something around Tottenham Court Road the other road when i met Jamie.