Warm, pt 2
Since my last post a thunderstorm broke out, which I had to endure alone. Now, I love the cool air in the evening, but thunder and lightning are not my cup of tea. I remember having too much fantasy as a kid (still do) and being terrified of lightning coming into the house through the chimney or what have you. The Girlfriend finds thunder and lightning fascinating, but alas, she is not here to protect me from the evils of the night.
Because of the cooler air I have now put on my extra-thick winter piggy-socks, underneath the short ensemble I mentioned before. I'm sure it's not exactly a sight you'd wish on the population, so I'll have to decline your want of photos. Though it did flatter me immensely, I must admit. (My legs are hardly my best feature sweeties, though this is beside the point)
Due to prejudice(?)/ wisdom(?) / lessons taught to me by my parents I turned off the computer for the duration of the storm and reclined on my bed with a book. Goblet of Fire, more precisely. Again. I'm saving "the curious incident of the dog in the night time" for those lonely hours at work, when no-one is there. Bloody hilarious. I'm afraid to admit I even glanced at 10 minutes of Beverly Hills 90210... I remembered why I never liked that show (that hair! those ugly people!), I much prefered Melrose Place, with all its gay hugging... I even kept it on tape... the hugs, the rest of the show didn't interest me at all... my first slashy inclination?
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Since my last post a thunderstorm broke out, which I had to endure alone. Now, I love the cool air in the evening, but thunder and lightning are not my cup of tea. I remember having too much fantasy as a kid (still do) and being terrified of lightning coming into the house through the chimney or what have you. The Girlfriend finds thunder and lightning fascinating, but alas, she is not here to protect me from the evils of the night.
Because of the cooler air I have now put on my extra-thick winter piggy-socks, underneath the short ensemble I mentioned before. I'm sure it's not exactly a sight you'd wish on the population, so I'll have to decline your want of photos. Though it did flatter me immensely, I must admit. (My legs are hardly my best feature sweeties, though this is beside the point)
Due to prejudice(?)/ wisdom(?) / lessons taught to me by my parents I turned off the computer for the duration of the storm and reclined on my bed with a book. Goblet of Fire, more precisely. Again. I'm saving "the curious incident of the dog in the night time" for those lonely hours at work, when no-one is there. Bloody hilarious. I'm afraid to admit I even glanced at 10 minutes of Beverly Hills 90210... I remembered why I never liked that show (that hair! those ugly people!), I much prefered Melrose Place, with all its gay hugging... I even kept it on tape... the hugs, the rest of the show didn't interest me at all... my first slashy inclination?
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