intolerable cruelty

aaaAAAAAAAaaahhh
aaaAAAAAAAaaahhh
aaaAAAAAAAaaahhh

was so
was so
unnerving

yes

unnerving is the right word
not perfect
but right

bought an entire bbq chicken with fries and went back to sherif's place for dinner
and watched intolerable cruelty
all about marriages
divorces actually
alimonies
palimonies
divorce lawyers
and the massey prenup
quite funny actually

and catherine zeta jones is sooooooooooo beautiful
and incredibly sexy
especially liked the part when i had to explain to sherif what disbarring means

the confu-sation

"it's definitely not about sex"

"or we'd be fucking like rabbits by now, aye?"

"i mean, really, dali, you know, i can fuck whoever."

"hmm"
nods in knowing agreement as has seen sherif's roving eyes and his pictures with girls in foreign country hotel room (quite accidentally, might i add, as i happened to be the only one around with the magic camera touch when no one else knew how to operate it)

"this is different. this is beautiful."

oh god, cheesy line to bed me?
es kann nicht sein

"i meet these girls in the clubs .. i know they're seeing other white guys."
waves hands dismissingly and rolls eyes

ok here comes the part where he tells me i am different right?

"first night i met you, sure i wanted to fuck you. but you were different, you know."

see?
i am officially a saikik

"you are a very warm lady, you know that?"

and sexy, and gorgeous, and beautiful, and intelligent, and narcissistic, and ironic, and clumsy, and overweight, and lumpy, and logorrheic if that word exists, and fiery, and impatient, and insecure, and sensitive, overly perhaps, and wildly out of control when drunk, and then came the bombshell

"but how can i trust someone like you? when you're dancing sexy with other guys?"

gulp
are we really talking about this?
he is actually voicing his er ... thoughts?
what a step for him -

"i want someone who listens to everything i say."

someone who listens to everything i say???
"then i am d e f i n i t e l y not on that list."

huge gurgling laughter from back of egyptian throat escapes with difficulty as having giant hippo lying on tummy makes even basic breathing difficult
"i dont know, dali. i dont know. i dont know what to think of this. of you. of this beautiful moment."

i triumph disgustingly at his confusion
"what are you looking for, sherif?"

"i dont know, dali."

"i know i'm looking for love."
am already in love methinks

pause
giant pause at that
egyptian eyes stare at mascara-smudged chingchong eyes
"love is a big word, dali. a big commitment. it is even bigger than a business commitment."

yes, of course
the businessman comparing love to business commitments
these people are possessed i swear
"but it's so ... "
failed to find perfect or even right word to describe er to describe
cant even describe description
only had picture of ravi's face in mind

"do you still want to get married after that movie?"

"yes."
shit shit shit
said that with too much enthusiasm and too quickly
realised immediately must maintain composure and upper hand

"good. marriage is good. i have one more year to find a wife. i am running old. my mother is convinced i have someone here. but i dont. i only have someone for dinner right?"

fuck
fuck
oh fuck
why is he looking at me with that expectant look?
that is a loaded question
am i supposed to answer this while tearing the leg off the chicken like a savage as i dip into the sauce?
bastard
"yes, only for dinner."

so -
if ravi ever doubts my love for him