Rumble!

The thunder rolled for a good 45 seconds, peal after peal, closer and louder until *boom!* the last clap shook my little shack, rattling the pictures on the wall and I, snuggled under the covers.

Today I just want to stay in bed and fuck. Slow, sleepy sex while we watch the storm outside, furry bodies entwined as the tree branches brush the tin roof.

Any takers?

The last of the Piazzas

Today hs been rather productive- I had breakfast with Mum and Dad, and presented Mum with the moose-turd tea Erich bought for her. I'm not sure if she was impressed or horrified, but she still wants to meet him so it cant be *all* bad. ;-) Oh, and breakfast was coffee and cake due to a) me sleeping in, b) dad having no food in the house, and c) the insane weather today making it pointless going out anywhere.

The weather's been mad. Pouring rain, thunder, lightning and low clouds, then literally 5 minutes later, bright sun and blue skies. Repeat.

I hid in paulo38's basement carpark and washed, polished and fettled the Piazza. I also mopped the coolant out of the footwell and shined the dashboard- all that's left is to vacuum and it'll be ready for its biannual roadworthiness test.

Yeah, ok so it's not as ideal a day as staying in bed and fucking while it rains, but it's a distraction.