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Today I sacrificied progressions for some extra time with Z and didn't turn up to astrology but instead spent the day having sex. While this is not very illuminating about the nature of the astrological moon, it was however deeply beneficial for the wellbeing of me and my relationship.

The morning was awry for both of us, because we both had things to do and both got up much later than intended. By the time we had crawled from our comfy nest of blankets and pillows it was already half 10, and by the time we had cooked breakfast it was well past 11 and neither of us looked like they were getting a move on anytime soon. Z to his credit was dressed and alert, while I was clad only in a fierce expression and a flimsy robe, so when my uncle came by quite unexpectedly to pick up it meant I had to bolt for my room to put clothes on and left Z to make small-talk.

My uncle bless him, is a sweet sweet man but he is on most days deaf and really not with it. He just stared at Z with confusion (understandable), completely failed to hear me shouting *I'll be out in a second!* and proceeded to talk to Z in English, despite Z talking to him in Serbian. Bless.

I had been planning to make it to the second half of my astrology seminar, but that was of course before Z offered to do all the dishes and cleaned the kitchen so beautifully that it made me go weak at the knees and moan in pleasure and despite the finest of intentions neither of us made it out of the house after all because it was more pleasant to lie tangling limbs and sleep (well except the bit when both of us realised we'd overslept and bolted upright wailing It's gone four! sHITShitShit etc.)

Still, it WAS lovely to spend time with one another, and I don't regret it (although obviously it would have been lovely to spend hours working with live charts too) but hey, I'm tired and needed the rest and the recreation.

I feel love. And cold.

And now I must put on a dress, and find my sleeping bag, and go to Brighton.


( 6 comments — Leave a comment )
Mar. 6th, 2005 12:56 am (UTC)
Get a room! Sorry I missed you this weekend.
Mar. 7th, 2005 12:30 am (UTC)
i was in the privacy of my own home!
Yeah, sorry to have missed you too. :(
Although the day involved a lot of shopping and playing with Lego jewellery, so I think you would not have been so happy there.
But would have liked the baby for sure.
Although this would have meant that we'd all have to get into all out warfare over who got to hold her.

I hope you're doing okay and that I'll see you soon.
Mar. 6th, 2005 03:02 am (UTC)
An intelligent, handsome, apparently sexy man who also cleans the kitchen??

He's a catch :o).

Hope you had fun at the sea.

gui x
Mar. 7th, 2005 01:24 am (UTC)
man who also cleans the kitchen??

I told him I found it very erotic. ;)
Mar. 6th, 2005 04:38 pm (UTC)
ooooohhh....sex. I don't remember it, but I'm told it's lovely.

I'm glad you feel love! You deserve it. (and sex. And charts.)

Mar. 7th, 2005 01:26 am (UTC)
i was watching some particularly bad films, and thought you and commentary you might make
You deserve it. (and sex. And charts.)

Thank you :)
You desrve all those things too. Except maybe charts, if you don't like that sort of thing so could have computer games instead.

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