Elliot attempted to invent a new kind of porn, cheese porn, that is a video of one kind of cheese being stuffed with another kind of cheese, such as cheddar and edam. Then he attempted to invent a new kind of phone sex, the fondue kind. Oh this fondue pot is getting so hot, all the cheese is starting to melt. Give a man points for trying, even if it is odd. But now I am ruffled and having a good old fashioned panic, about two things.
I have to do my tax for 2006. If nothing is certain but death and taxes does not doing tax make me immortal? This is worry number one.
Worry number two is Elliot said he might like to look at my blog now that he has internet access. I don't believe I've ever had a proper blog related panic before. What if he reads it? What if he reads it and hates me? What if he reads it and thinks I hate him?
I think I need to go and have a cup of tea and a little sit down before I spend yet another evening wondering what Elliot is thinking.
I have to do my tax for 2006. If nothing is certain but death and taxes does not doing tax make me immortal? This is worry number one.
Worry number two is Elliot said he might like to look at my blog now that he has internet access. I don't believe I've ever had a proper blog related panic before. What if he reads it? What if he reads it and hates me? What if he reads it and thinks I hate him?
I think I need to go and have a cup of tea and a little sit down before I spend yet another evening wondering what Elliot is thinking.
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off-topic of tax, I hope your coffeexperiment goes swimmingly tomorrow!!!!!! I just scissored and wired one of my scripts to absolute wear and tear free completition tonight, 58 pages worth of scenes or obscenes ... forgot to Phlog you before Thurs evening but am very curious ... I say as I am about to fall down that Rabbit hole of sleep.
Rups :)