I’m just going to be visiting around and about catching up with you guys online tomorrow – maybe a bit of sharing, so for those of you with muses as sweet as mine, I’ll leave you with two doodles of the sometimes outrageous ways she treats me. She generally wears all leather, and I’m pretty sure only changed because she knew I had pics in mind. She’s clever like that. Are you stuck? Staring at a blank screen. Just be grateful that you don’t also get lashings of hot cigar ash in your ear all day, and spilled absinthe garlic champagne cocktails spilled down your cleavage. OK. That’s a guy in the pic. I’m trying not to be sexist, and I do have much nicer boobs and taste in shirts. Sorry guys.
Then – just when I’ve been awake for three days straight for all sorts of really stupid reasons, and I lay my weary head upon my pillow, sigh as the sleepy softness envelopes me, and begin to drift off, she gets some super cool ideas, and it’s time to SHARE WITH ME BABY! Still. Got to love her.