I'm Not In Love......Actually Yes I Am

I met (well not exactly met) a boy last night, he had the most beautiful golden locks. He had a hat! How bloody outrageous, nose ring (always a plus in my book), skinny trews (I'm liking them theses days), and other ting and ting that I can't remember. Anyway, seems he was quite taken with yours truly. I know, I know, shock freaking horror. I shall seek him out.

I left him in the capable hands of my new fag Darwin, yes that is his real name. Who knows ey? Who knows?

I'm not holding out much hope.

So yeah, cabin fever is officially over.

YIP YIP!