Your fluid feline grace, the way your hands danced over the keyboard, how you made me think differently about things and challenged my assumptions, the contours of your mouth, the desperate ache of longing and the sublimation of desire, your hidden scars and secret dreams, your wounded soul and core of steel.
 Damnit, why won’t you talk to me now?

I need you all to send an email. And repost in your journals and Myspaces, and get everyone else you know to send an email to sperodv@norwich-union.co.uk saying 'Please bring back the NU Rescue cards'.

The story behind it? Well, I work for Aviva, the global insurance giant. I work for a teeny tiny part of it underwriting home insurance for rich ( Read more... )

Ahahahaha-tomorrow is ubercheese night! I shall be curled on the sofa, watching Eurovision with a pile of Boursin and a pack of Doriano crackers. What a pity about DJ Bobo getting chucked out. That was nearly as entertaining as Lordi.

Kinda want to go to Unit tonight, but also kinda want to go to bed. I miss sleep....but Echobeat are pretty good ( ( Read more... )

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Read this article on the BBC site about how Web 2.0 is changing microlending. The main thrust of the story is about cutting out middlemen like banks (of which I am all in favour) when it comes to loans. The part that REALLY intrigued me was about helping people develop their small businesses, featuring a site called Kiva. For a minimum loan of $25 ( Read more... )

More functional this morning than I have been for a while. Friday was Beach Party Day at work, people dressed up, games, melon and juice and prizes. Good fun. Home, tv and nap before Unit 22 which was good. Decided to give up on the attempted artifice, so went out with no makeup, no hair styling, and same clothes I'd worn to work, bar swapping ( Read more... )

I was a little late for work this morning. Far too busy shepherding some ducks across the road!!! We have bunnies living in the roundabout on Grosvenor Square, but rather surprised to see Mother Duck with 8 little balls of fluffy cuteness. ATeamMan was watching them and asked me to look after them while he rang the RSPCA. So stopped traffic while ( Read more... )

So chocolate is officially better than kissing . Now, we all know that I am all about loving chocolate-my idea of a balanced diet is a DoubleDecker in one hand and a Mars Bar in the other. But even I would give it all up forever in favour of kissing. Kissing rocks! It's one of my all-time favourite activities, and definitely is involved with some ( Read more... )

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Sitting on my own on the second floor enjoying the relative peace and quiet. Stunning sunset this evening. Earlier the whole office was bathed in a warm orange glow, and I could just see the sun through the glass insert of the kitchen door, perfectly aligned over the rooftops. As its been setting I have walked over to the window to admire the ( Read more... )