oh shit, shit.

does 'okay, love you, bye' still count as saying i love you first?

shit.

and on valentine's no less.

shit. maybe she didn't hear me.

shit.

don't want to go fuckin' this one up now.

shit.

jest in case anyone wonders why i'm not all the way there on christmas eve for the fitzies or christmas day for the careys it is because i am making this with one sailor, his wife, four musicians, three two year olds, and one useless git teenager.

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at least there will hopefully be sleeping between corsham and london or i will die.

/four times/.

tonight was somethin' else, yeah. four bloody times.

bollocks.

have escaped from the pub for the night. mrs m made me sing danny boy twice, god knows i love them all but just because she nearly saw me pointy head come out of between ma's legs doesn't mean -- /shouldn't/ mean she gets to do that to me ( Read more... )