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I had the ultimate in Mary Sue dreams last night and went touring with My Chem. I didn't even get a luxury coach, and had to use dingy roadside bathrooms. Really it was more of a let down, though I did get to propose to Ray, when, instead of giving him back the bus keys I slipped off my ring and presented it to him. Which, the hell, mind?

Also, this morning I realised that I'd left out the summary section of my story header from yesterday. Probably because I hate writing summaries with a passion and always end up with ones that suck hard core.

For all you people that enjoy a good hooker story, and I know there's a few of you around. I was delighted to read Mikeyway: Post-Apocalyptic Prostitute by toucanpie. It's not a story about him going out purposely selling his body for money, more hooking to survive, and no lie, I was sad when it was over.

Checking tumblr this morning ( these two photos amused me. )

Nanna's, relatives, ironing, tidying up later. I should just keep a copy/paste list for every Sunday. But not yet, now I'm going to lounge in my pjs a bit longer, drink my coffee and read my flist and maybe actually respond to some emails. Or, I do have Community, SPN, CSI, The Big Bang Theory, Project Runway, The Mentalist, Glee, Terriers, Gossip Girl, NCIS, NCIS LA and Brothers and Sisters to watch. Choices choices.