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Aug. 11th, 2005 07:14 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
growler_southits all been about phones today- talking on them, modelling them, making them fly around the screen...
I had some fab phone calls today :-) Odran called from Australia, he'd been in the blue mountains and was out of range when we all left a long and happy message on his phone. He was blown away and misses everyone in NZ! Well, everyone except the woman who kept sniffing his underwear in the hostel, but thats another story. A made-up story.
One giggly phone call from a mildly inebriated Alaskan and his 21-year-old friend who called me "Sir!" loudly and repeatedly. There's nothing like being called 'Sir!' to get this bear frisky... I was mildly disappointed to learn that he's straight, and they were fully-clothed and washing dishes at the [err, I forget, but here its the R.S.A]
Ah well, this is why we have imaginations.
And now I'm at home- I was thinking about crawling into bed and crying myself to sleep, and was 90% of the way there, but![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
squirtybear gave me a verbal spanking and made me realise that I have *plenty* to get on with, to keep me busy until September and December. Yay for sweet and caring friends like Paul and David.
So now I'm off to change my bedsheets (due to a recent volley of dirty videos, they're a trifle crunchy), find myself some dinner (I'm leaning towards KFC but I know itll make me feel sick halfway through), and tidy my room. Not very exciting as Thursday nights go, but a huge improvement on sitting in bed and feeling sorry for myself.
Oh and HAPPY BIRTHDAY BEAST!!!! :-) Your birthday snog has been stored securely, and may be redeemed in 3.5 weeks time.
I had some fab phone calls today :-) Odran called from Australia, he'd been in the blue mountains and was out of range when we all left a long and happy message on his phone. He was blown away and misses everyone in NZ! Well, everyone except the woman who kept sniffing his underwear in the hostel, but thats another story. A made-up story.
One giggly phone call from a mildly inebriated Alaskan and his 21-year-old friend who called me "Sir!" loudly and repeatedly. There's nothing like being called 'Sir!' to get this bear frisky... I was mildly disappointed to learn that he's straight, and they were fully-clothed and washing dishes at the [err, I forget, but here its the R.S.A]
Ah well, this is why we have imaginations.
And now I'm at home- I was thinking about crawling into bed and crying myself to sleep, and was 90% of the way there, but
squirtybear gave me a verbal spanking and made me realise that I have *plenty* to get on with, to keep me busy until September and December. Yay for sweet and caring friends like Paul and David.So now I'm off to change my bedsheets (due to a recent volley of dirty videos, they're a trifle crunchy), find myself some dinner (I'm leaning towards KFC but I know itll make me feel sick halfway through), and tidy my room. Not very exciting as Thursday nights go, but a huge improvement on sitting in bed and feeling sorry for myself.
Oh and HAPPY BIRTHDAY BEAST!!!! :-) Your birthday snog has been stored securely, and may be redeemed in 3.5 weeks time.
