Well it seems boys get jealous when girls have more inches than they have... so I have two dogs (Dirty and Marmite) and a Captain (maybe an old sea dog himself) pressing me (a not altogether unpleasant experience) to remake this thread into a less unwieldy reading experience (I believe the old one is to be archives in the Famous threads forum if you ever need to look back on your ramblings of old).
(please let me know if my overuse of brackets renders me unintelligable - everybody has a vice (one of) mine is... these sexy little devils ((brackets)) )
Anyhoo, as you well know this thread is for the sole purpose of rambling over your cornflakes (or horlicks if you are an evening person) and sharing with your fellow members the highs and lows of your day (or more commonly the daily highs and lows of your member).
It will also tolerate a fair amount of useless spam and banter but if your sole purpose it to increase your post count you are probably in the wrong thread.
At its best it is a source of camaraderie and support - at its worst it is a memo pad *must remember to buy mosquito repellent* and if that is as bad as life gets... well, it can't be bad.
To get you going (and you know how I love to get you going) here is my day:
I dragged myself out of bed an hour later than I intended and an hour and a half before I was due in class (for me that is cutting it very fine). I shambled around for a while drinking coffee, farcically attempting to get dressed and shower and all the time watching my lover shamble around with even less sophistication than I.
As always of late I have this dreamy smile on my face that comes from having love and sex in equal abundance and beauty.
Got into work... and well... worked (as one does). Today is the last day of my working week so I am rarely effective. I am however pleasant and as most of the people that work with me will testify if you wanna ask for a favour today is the best day to do it. I love my job - have I ever mentioned that? I love students... and teachers and planning syllabuses and course outlines and buying books and tapes and fixing photocopiers and drinking bad coffee on cigarette breaks and all that stuff.
Anyway all was lovely until my man met me from work and told me a bit of bad news from home (not scary just more ill will from the 'er indoors, who preceeded me - aka number one wife - she can make life tough but then I don't blame her because if I was ever forced to give up this man I would raise hell also).
So we are at home, with pizza and beer and all the love we have in us. You will forgive me if I sign off here because I wanna snuggle on the sofa with my wolf and I think I have made my point.*
Share your day with us and we will love you for it!
*speaking of points....