Ça va mal, parce-que je suis fatiguée et je suis malade.
Et toi?
Realises that Geezer can't speak french well. Crap...
Steve Howe's at my house. He's crashed on the couch. He's the only thing that came up that was good today. As I said before I have a small case of the cold and I'm done for the day. I want cuddles or hugs or to curl up into a ball and sleep.
But Steve is smiling in his sleep. His smile makes me happy. I'm glad he's okay.
So, I broke up with Greg a few days ago. He's gone from my life. Take him if you want. I don't care. He was gone, before I said anything.
Current listening pleasure: Holst's Mars and Venus. It's really cool. Definitely reccomend if you like classical that is.
I just finished watching an episode of X-Files. It was creepy as all hell, but I liked it. I had a crush on Fox Mulder when I was younger. I really love the X-Files. That relationship of the two main characters, one is a believer, the other is a skeptic, the mystery/science-fiction side to it.
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That's Graham, btw. Eep! ^–^
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And another pic of Eric! ^–^
I'm thinking of posting the Eric Idle smut tomorrow. Sound like a plan?
Anywho, I currently listen to Tall Thin Girl by Jethro Tull. It makes me happy and I'm finally relaxed. Steve is still sleeping and I'm about to after I make some tea. I'm sorry this chapter was a mess of things thrown together. I'm been a mess this week. I hope all gets better. Peace, love and lots of hugs. 💚happy Geez💜
