I had plans yesterday. Actual Plans. I was going to get some brioche, make myself a nice little pot of coffee and sketch for a bit -- and then dress nice, go out for dinner with S. in the evening.
I got a text at midday saying there was ESB up in the 'front.
I woke up four hours ago, trousers still on. S. was fast asleep on his back, snoring like a
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(I solemnly swear never to use my powers for good.)
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*squiffles you joyfully* It are a window into my thoughts. Or something.
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....will the next one have tummy in? *looks hopeful*
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(Tummy would've meant peen. And you know my opinion of drawn peens.)
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