today I've woken up semi-naked and alone, in a hotel room between the highland and the road in fucking tollukanland. this is something I definetely had never envisioned, not even in my wildest, most decadent spring fantasies; he left for work at four in the morning, without having slept a wink, we have spent yet another night just talking and frolicking and talking more nonsense and even making plans.

plans? oh yes. gods how do I keep getting in these messes?

I just hope I don't regret this too much later.


good times, for a change...