I’ll update some more later, this is just to let people know I haven’t dropped of the face of the earth. I’ll also get the diary of Paris up here soon, after I get through with the couple of lectures I have to do. Besides, I don’t have all that much free time for journals these days. I spend most of my time with George. To tell you the truth, I’m ( Read more... )

What do you want on your tombstone and why?I don’t want a tombstone. Or a grave. I don’t want to be in some limbo somewhere thinking about my son laying flowers for me. Touching my name so that he can remember what his dad looked like or what his voice sounded like saying, ‘I love you.’ Maybe it’s selfish, not leaving my family anything to go back ( Read more... )

I can't even remember who asked for this now which shows you exactly how good my memory has been recently thanks to a certain gorgeous guy with big blue eyes who, funnily enough, tastes pretty nice with chocolate ...


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I'm going back to bed. I want George. He's not in the bed.

Will glanced around. Okay, nice red shirt with no stains and no creases? Check. Decent wine chilling? Check. Candles by the barrow load? Check. Wrapped present? Check. Okay he was doing not bad ( Read more... )

Brief summary of your name: WillThe name of Will creates a very passive, easy-going, friendly nature. You love people and desire to get along with everyone you meet. Your desire for sociability and the pleasant things in life makes you too easily influenced through your associations. You have imagination and many ideas but you lack the drive or ( Read more... )

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I went with Jack for coffee today. It never ceases to amaze me, the amount of money that man spends on coffee. Don’t get me wrong, I love the stuff but for the hour lunch we have I can survive on three cups. By the time I’ve finished those he’s on his eighth. There has to be something out there about coffee addiction. I should ask Abby. Anyway … he ( Read more... )

It’s funny, you know, when you spend your time catching psychopaths for a living and then the psychiatrists tell you that you really need to stop catching them and start catching up on yourself instead. The Special Branch therapist is a nice lady, though, so I didn’t tell her that I was fine and I did what she wanted. I got this journal. Which, ( Read more... )