Stuff of stuffy stuffness
Mildy surprisingly (or maybe totally in character would be a better description), eveyone seems to like my house but me. They see a fifty-odd year-old house with cool stuff, and a lot of mess, in it. I see, what... dunno, but I think I need to work on being more positive about it.
I am, by the way, well bloody sick. Flegm and all, snot, fevers (and the dreams), so I may be absent from my usual haunts for a few days.
Oh, and one last negative note before I try to project positivity into la web. I do seem to have recaptured my ability to hurt and offend women I like without really trying to.
I am, by the way, well bloody sick. Flegm and all, snot, fevers (and the dreams), so I may be absent from my usual haunts for a few days.
Oh, and one last negative note before I try to project positivity into la web. I do seem to have recaptured my ability to hurt and offend women I like without really trying to.