Hello Everyone:
I think I'm suffering from binge watching fatigue. I am so exhausted that I can't even think straight. Just typing this post is a real challenge. I'm finally catching a little break in the action, thank goodness. Today I went mobile with blogging. I was working in the PLB Theater and enjoyed it. Really, I did. No one bothered me the whole afternoon and I got work done. Other than dealing with spotty WiFi, it was great. The Colonel didn't even make an appearance. Yay. The only downside was I couldn't upload some images to my post du jour but I was still able to finish it and save it as a draft. That'll do for now. Tonight I'm just going to go to sleep at my normal time and dream that my Brit BF is there with me. You know it'll be kind of weird having someone sleep next to me, especially a man. That hasn't happened in a very long time and I've really gotten used to sleeping solo. I've forgotten what it's like. Knowing me, I'll probably try hog the bed or wonder who is this person in bed with me and why are we both naked? Then it'll hit me "oh right" (insert hung over English rock star voice). I guess you could count the part time BF but he was never one for overnight stays. Too much of a pris. The evil ex? Please. Have there been other guys? Yes, but I'm not the village prostitute. Anyway, it's not happening for who knows how long so I'm not too worried.
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