Anyway. Updates. Yes. Me. Too many of 'em.

Email me and shut me up, k?

I have very very little to do today - my itinerary for later tonight was posted in my last entry, go look at it if you want to, I am not gonna link it here, lazy bums.

I'm hoping it is Armand who is arriving, wondering if I can have the sleek body stocking clean by the time he gets here.

I am thinking about telling Tash he is out of luck... after all, if Armand is in town... but then again, Armand has been getting more pussy than most panthers see in a lifetime and that's a lot. He doesn't need, doesn't want, hell, might not even REMEMBER me. So... I will leave well enough alone, and admire from a distance.

I still say he'd look good in a collar... and I have a hell of a lot more confidence now.

Sometimes.

Anyway. Email. Desperate Jax. Must have email. Bored, bored, bored. I will keep typing in sentance fragments. Until I get email. So there.