It had been a long day and both Diwata and Georg had worked hard for it. Between the singing, the piano, and the social exertion afterwards, Georg was ready for three things: Food, Sleep and Sex ( Read more... )

He wasn't done with finals, not yet, but the emptiness of his room was growing into something that was overwhelming.

He couldn't focus. He could barely think. He knew he sort of made a promise to himself, to not distract himself until after finals, but he simply couldn't not distract himself. It was becoming unbearable ( Read more... )

Church service was good, today, rather beautiful, Georg decided. The Pastor discussed springtime and new life and all that, since it was the first service of May, and a rather beautiful day, at that ( Read more... )

"Hello, this is Georg Zirschnitz. You've reached me at a bad time, but if you leave a message I'll return your call."

T: Also, yay, anachronisms!

Name/online handle: Max ( Read more... )