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Hooked up with a top chickybabe from work just before the festive break. Lovely woman. Subject of musical taste came up so I made her a cd of some of my fav tracks.

She absolutely loved it. She had not heard any of the songs before, but she thought it was so brilliant it made her all gooey at the fork. Teh win.

Unfortunately she likes shoes and shiny things and I dont, plus I am ugly and have a bad personality, so we mutually and amicably agreed to keep work involvement at a professional level and to spend free time separately *cough*.

She keeps asking me to tell her who the artists are on the mix disc so she can listen to more of their stuff. Best cd she has ever heard she reckons.

I think a track listing is worth a deviant sexual act in exchange. Perhaps one act per song...

She did say it blew her mind, after all.
( enoughblueskyforsailorstrousers, Sat 9 Feb 2008, 4:18, Reply)