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[proctor_grace]

Sunday, I woke up with a great longing for a real breakfast, since the Italians don't really believe in breakfast. I had visions in my head of an omelette with tomatoes mushrooms and swiss, hashbrowns, a biscuit with butter and jam, fresh squeezed orange juice and hot chocolate. Giampaolo is not a morning person, he sleeps right up until he

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oi vey

[docjunkie]

*delivers you an e-eggs benedict*

m'dear... wow. All I can say is go with your heart--if you love him then things will find a way to work. As far as being usurped by Pizza and TV... he's just a dude. Regardless of nationality dudes are dudes. Despite a sexy accent and a vineyard and all of the intricities of a european man, we boys just need days to sit and be gross and not worry about being charming and delightful to our significant others. That--and us fickle creatures treasure alone time but are incapable of expressing this need beforehand. We must always refer to it in the past tense. It's not personal--nor is it a replacement for affection by any means.

we're just silly. and i'm sure that if he thought about it, he'd totally break up with pizza and fall into your arms.

Re: oi vey

[proctor_grace]

Grazie doc. You have put things into perspective for me. Sometimes, its true, I forget that he is just a dude.

Honestly, you're right.

[elizabethr]

What docjunkie said. That and it's not just dudes. When you work THAT often sometimes you need a break from everything - even your heart and your mind - and that's where tv and pizza can actually be useful.
As for the hashbrowns - buy some potatos and shred them with a cheese grater, there are always ways to make things happen!

[anonymous]

Not to be prudish, but seriously, you realize that your mother could be reading this livejournal and then would spend ages complaining to me about what a shameless, brazen young woman you have become. I don't want to read that you fucked for hours and I most definitely don't want to hear Mom complain about the single line in an otherwise clean entry. Moreover, nothing in the world is worth sacrificing food over. Nothing. Never forget that. Fucking amateur eater.

[proctor_grace]

Mi dispiace bella. In truth, I seriously have become an amateur eater. I've lost my skillz. I can't promise to leave out the fucking though. Did you catch the entry where I opened with the thing about the torn underwear?