A grown man pouting frowning never was my thing. Maybe I'll stay this time if I can think of anything to say.

Well, it's been a month since my last update, so I might as well say hello and all that muck ( Read more... )

A year seems to pass by so fast, don't you think?

I'm a day or two short, but happy be-lated birthday Marton.

Update from the homefront, I suppose.

Not an awful lot has been going on. It's winter, so it's cold. That television show from the states called The OC has started airing down here. I've watched it a couple of times, but I don't think I'm going to get hooked. Yet.

Oh! I've signed on to do The Fellowship Festival later this year in England. I'm ( Read more... )

It seems a person can miss out on quite a bit with people when they're practically unable to keep in touch with said people. Mobile phones are handy but they can't save everything, I suppose ( Read more... )

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I'm not dead, I promise. Rome was entertaining, to say the least. I believe I'll leave the details to Marton, though. He's much better at that sort of thing then I ever will be.

Happy birthday, Sean. I hope you have a good day, darling.

I'm going to rebel and not talk about my Easter, even though it was fantastic. But I never want to see an egg of any sort again - at least not for a few months.

Damn. There went my attempt at rebellion.

I'm in Rome. It's gorgeous and I really don't think I could be in better company.