Journals of Lord Malinov

the poetry of madness

another slice

The interesting thing about the pizza girl - to me, anyway - is that when I entered the shop the other day, I approached the counter confidently and spent the next ten minutes talking to her - about our situations, her new baby, all the things we could have discussed years ago, but for my tendency to panic. 

I've come a long way, baby.

She remains lovely, although three months since the birth of her daughter.  I had assumed she moved on, since she was absent the last few times I had gone to Gattis.  Rather, she was preggers.  I was very sad to hear this, because I have a serious attraction to pregnant women.  I would have like to have seen her pregnant.

Malinov

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