Desire is vulgar and betrays jealousy, envy, ambition. If one is something one really does not need anything -- and one nonetheless does need very much.

If only I could find solace in these words instead of torment.

But it would appear I am not that fortunate.

I was a bit, shall we say, under the weather there for awhile. Although it had nothing to do with cheese, thank God.

I want nothing to do with the females of my house, though. Learned my lesson the hard way.

Doesn't mean I didn't learn it.

St Valentine's Day.

I am aware this is the wrong holiday, but bah bloody humbug.

Got a letter from my mum, lovely to hear from her. I didn't understand a word of what she was going on about. Her vegetables died, or tasted funny, or were eaten by a jarvey... I don't know, the woman's mad as a hatter, I tell you ( Read more... )

I like to think I'm a pretty friendly bloke. I get along with most people, assuming they're the right sort. I'm pleasant, I'm likeable ( Read more... )

I love cheese. I absolutely adore it. There is no other food on this earth that lights my eyes up like cheese ( Read more... )