Meanwhile, at the mouth of the volcano...

[zoetrope]

I'm on holiday in Italy. A tiny villa in Tuscany, just big enough for me and my gorgeous and athletic lover to lie around in bed all day. All the windows are open and the sunshine is streaming through, along with the lemony scent of the surrounding trees and, what the hell, the smell of fresh bread wafting from the little bakery down the hill.

Or, I'm sitting in my living room writing an LJ entry with a runny nose.

The only thing similar about these two places? The fucking HEAT. When I'm on holiday I can bear it, but every day, relentless, all night, it's too damn much. I don't know how you people in hot countries stand it. Oh, wait, I do. You guys have air conditioning, you lucky bastards. Me, I have to put up with the total lack of breeze from my wide open window every night.

divine_miss_j and I are living the cliché because of the heat, and wandering around the flat in just a sheet or teeny clothes, although there have been no pillow fights or baby doll nighties as yet.

Jane might have to interview a celeb next week, and I've told her that I'll buy her a lavish dinner anywhere in London if she can work the word 'protruding' into the conversation. She says she'll give it a go.

I'm writing more and more entries on this custom filter now that I have some... people I'm a little uncomfortable of on my friends list. But I'm too chicken to defriend! It would have to be a mass cull and I'd probably make myself some very insane enemies. Seriously, some of those people scare me.

Amusing things people have said to me in the past few days:
* See you later, naked lady!
* So, tell me about your lesbian side...
* I met him when I was 16 and had a threesome with him and his girlfriend.
* I was seeing ten people at the time - eight boys, two girls - most of whom worked in Jessops.

And now, to go to work. Later, losers.

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[hackthis.livejournal.com]

I'm on holiday in Italy. A tiny villa in Tuscany, just big enough for me and my gorgeous and athletic lover to lie around in bed all day. All the windows are open and the sunshine is streaming through, along with the lemony scent of the surrounding trees and, what the hell, the smell of fresh bread wafting from the little bakery down the hill.

Or, I'm sitting in my living room writing an LJ entry with a runny nose.

For a whole five seconds I was like 'WTF! She's on holiday in Italy? That evol cow!'

[zoetrope.livejournal.com]

I would say 'I wish', but actually a holiday in the Arctic is more in order at the moment. And if I get to see Ray and Fraser fuck as well, all the better.

Also, OMGICON! Empire Records love! ♥