Amused and Bemused...
Well hell's bells, some anonymous poster thinks I'm boring.
Damn. What will I do? My life suddenly has no meaning.
Anyway, I've been working on some Joyboy Island stuff lately, and I'm back at that irritating "no more sex" frame of mind. Which is bad because all of the stories are at the point where a little action has become necessary. That usually means kinky, because when I get bored, I get weird.
Huzzah.
Count down is on till I visit Blue. I have no idea how I'm going to get home. I'll probably have to air-mail the boxes of books back, or pay for a second seat. God knows which will be the cheaper option. Yes, that does mean flying. Ack.
Not much else to report. Just day to day life in all its glory.
Damn. What will I do? My life suddenly has no meaning.
Anyway, I've been working on some Joyboy Island stuff lately, and I'm back at that irritating "no more sex" frame of mind. Which is bad because all of the stories are at the point where a little action has become necessary. That usually means kinky, because when I get bored, I get weird.
Huzzah.
Count down is on till I visit Blue. I have no idea how I'm going to get home. I'll probably have to air-mail the boxes of books back, or pay for a second seat. God knows which will be the cheaper option. Yes, that does mean flying. Ack.
Not much else to report. Just day to day life in all its glory.