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Monday, Jan. 06, 2003 @ 6:52 a.m.

Normally my vacations are full of me, myself, and I time.

Which really is just as I like them. Now to clarify this time can easily include others and I often like it to. It's the activities really that are important to me. These being the luxury to have time to delve back into, painting, photography, writing or music. It just didn't really happen this time. This devotion of time to my pursuits. But that's ok. Rather my time was spent reshuffling, spring cleaning, organizing, and moving furniture. I'll spare you the details of the u-haul ordeal that left Sam and I out of Diesel AT a gas station (yes, I literally coasted into the station) and how the said gas station did NOT sell diesel.

Bastards

And how my dear friend Doug rushed in to bestow upon Sam and I the gift of a lift to the nearest diesel station. (As he lives and works only blocks from the mishap) Yep, I'll spare you the details. Needless to say it's been an eventful last few days of my vacation. And um, well, I soooooooooooooooo nearly did not go in this morning, but reason won out and I'm going in for this day, LONG with meetings, where I'll dream and plot and plan OTHER things then the topics being discussed. Anyway.

To say that I was horny yesterday is well, quiet the under statement, but to be more accurate I was horny AND desperately needy for human touch, absolutely aching and weepy eyed over the longing to feel the caress of my tender Sam. So, I CLEANED all day, and dusted, and COMPLETELY reorganized the shelves and desks and moved the office area into the bedroom yesterday, and from 9-7 yesterday, I was a veritable ball of organize THIS energy! Sam was amazed to see the change in the place, and loves the look of the new furniture, and well to get back to the me being horny part-- um, it didn't happen, or rather was not possible. You see Sam spilled a just off the stove cup of tea on his lap yesterday, and well to say the least, he's um-- well, a bit tender down there. But we went to dinner, and came back to my place where much cuddleing and hugging, and tender kisses were exchanged, and really emotionally I was left satisfied, and not feeling that teary-eyed ache for his touch any longer.

It was a good thing. really. The cuddleing.

Love to you.

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