Is a good thing? Means you didn't get zapped in the night? Well, at least not in a bad way...

Funny how you don't get on-line much without service. Damn the cable company and their desire to be paid ( Read more... )

Especially when borrowed while lounging in bed in a house that just promotes nekkidness through it's prodigious use of heat, accompanied by the sound of the shower and too tiredly comfortable to move. And the prospect of getting even more... comfortable... not long after the shower shuts off.

I know other people's birthdays are supposed to be about other people. And no doubt I'm quite conceited thinking my particular... offering... was anything worth writing home about. But Christ, some consistency would be a nice thing. An immediate and binding yes or no, rather than a yes that suddenly morphs into a no?

I suppose I should admit that I am too. My wonderful, fulfilling career with The Evil S continues to be the mainstay of my life... No, wait, sorry, wrong tape. Thanks to Tris, I've been able to get studio time, and -that- would be the good thing ( Read more... )

And I've no one to be snowed in with. Damn James for returning home!

Am I way too extroverted if I say how much I've enjoyed having company? And not only having regular-company, but Snowed-In-Company. It's great!

And the fact that it's melting the snow. The snow that has guaranteed me the company of James for lo all these days.

I never knew it was possible to make eclairs at home. I thought there was this magic bakery somewhere that created them through deep, mystical means.

James is indeed a god among men.

I have crawled out of bed long enough to make it to the computer. Just so that I can report that Valentine's sex does indeed rock.

Don't expect to hear from me before Sunday.