Yes, the married life is treating me quite well, thank you very much.

Been entertainin' the thought of marriage lately - or at least one of those relationship things. Doesn't have to be marriage-marriage, all legal and wotnot. Dunno if it's the smartest thing to do, though. I think it needs more time.

I'm desperately in need of another beach holiday. Either I'm worked to the bones 'ere or bored to death. No sort of balance to it all, an' it's rather frustrating.

Toby's been an absolute dear, gettin' me all the customers I've 'ad these last few days. I'm so grateful for him. I gather, if I did 'ave a son, 'e woulda been just like Toby ( Read more... )

Sleep was outta the question last night. Let's hope things is slow today so I can rest a bit.

Well dammit. Dammit all to the fires of Hell an' back.

Where's Mister T when you really need 'im? Prob'ly up in 'is room makin' kissy faces at 'is razors again. 'mnot jealous or anythin', just a bit disappointed, is all...

I beg pardon for anyone I mighta inconvenienced yesterday. Wasn't feelin' like meself, I'm afraid.

I'll have you know that I ain't done nothin' improper with Mister T. If 'e tries tellin' you about a certain "mental disorder," then e's lyin'. I ain't got one except that attraction to incredibly handsome, pale, and insane men, drawing blood and ( Read more... )

Awright. That's it. I'm goin' out to the shops for a while. An' I'm bringin' Toby with me.

I've about given up, really. If Mr. T doesn't fancy me, then 'e jus' doesn't fancy me. He can go set up shop elsewhere if 'e finds me repulsive. All I ask for is a little company, a little help 'round the shop, maybe someone to share a drink with and plenty of little indiscretionsBack to work, I s'ppose. At least I've got my boys, such a great help ( Read more... )

Ugh - I feel absolutely vile! Unwanted advances aplenty. Where's Mr. T when I need 'im? Prob'ly skulkin' about his room, 'avin' a bit of bloodplay all by himself. Useless thing.