Living On The Edge Of Insanity

I woke up that morning (after I dreamt about Vince), and the first question that I was thinking of was

"Why the heck isn't Vincent lying next to me?"

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After having a cold shower I went to shopping. Yes, I need new pairs of shoes - weekly!
Just wish, Bobby was my personal shopping consultant.



Tell me, why is it that sexy shoes always hurt? And where is Gavin when I need him, anyway?

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Since one must drink and eat from time to time, I also bought apples and orange juice
(look, at least I tried to be sensible like a NORMAL adult).
Guess what I was fantasizing about when I was in the supermarket!?!

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I don't drink wine. Who cares, I bought a bottle... You never know who might come for dinner. Right?

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Ah, had to restock my Drool towels!

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I took the subway home -- Just for THE case.

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Big time in the afternoon! Don't worry, I'm not going to tell details.
But just between you and me, I confess that Vince was on my mind during that.
So was I cheating? Shame on me!


Good sex makes me hungry... always. However, I had bread ( actually a 13 sized Baguette)

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and Italian deli for lunch.

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But oooh how I wished I could feed Max!

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Thus I decided to work more often for the local animal-shelter, just to distract myself.
Animals... My thoughts went automatically to you-know-who-I-mean.

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Household must be done; don't you just hate it! Needless to say who came on my mind when I made my bed.

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How I spent my afternoon? Well, with daydreams of Sam.
Dammit, I am lost!

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In the evening, my brother-in-law took me out to the cinema.
"Is Vincent in that film?" I wanted to know.
Of course he wasn't, and as soon as that film was over, I went home and...

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...and watched my fave film; which made me think one should demonstrate against "non-vincent films". Seriously!
(I count on my Vixens to bail me out of jail)

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Then, I called up my bestie.

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By the way, if he looked like Bob, he would not be my friend but lover.

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"I think about THE MAN 24 hours a day even when I do laundry!
Say, am I sick and crazy?
And have I already crossed the borderline to insanity", I asked him.
"Sure you did", he answered.
"Thanks a lot."

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So please tell me I'm not the only one!

16 comments:

  1. Nope...You're not the only one!

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  2. That's me standing shoulder to shoulder with you and if this is being 'insane' who the hell wants to be 'sane'?! ;0)

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  3. I fall asleep in Bobby's arms everynight!!! OK i need to see someone too.... What about VDOlic reunion??!!

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  4. You are definitely not alone!!!

    Even riding on the bus can send me daydreaming...anyone for a spot of fun hijacking?..I'd give him a lot more than my coat :-D

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  5. Yes, I spend way too much time daydreaming about the God of Love. But if I have to spend idle time thinking it might as well be in the arms of Morpheus, rather than worrying about all the things I cannot change. As always I love the pictures, they make me smile from the inside out.

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  6. Nope...you're not the only one. It must be an epidemic.

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  7. I am completely overtaken by my VDO addiction - he's in my thoughts every day - and especially at night! Sadly, there's only one cure for us - and there's only one of him...

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  8. i am glad to find myself in best company here. and yes, hijacking a la abbie would be one fun!

    jersey, do you have a chemistry set? perhaps you could clone him!

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  9. Can't keep my eyes off that first picture. What is it about his tongue that I find so sexy?

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  10. Jazzy, although I was in awe of it, I didn't even understand Artist's fabulous 'spontaneous combustion' theory posted awhile back! We'll just have to keep hoping for the original!

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  11. He lies beside me every night, and I wake up to see him there every morning.

    Sadly, only in photographic form.

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  12. Alas, my dear lass you are not alone!

    Fleeting thoughts of him throughout the day
    entering so tenderly our souls, our minds.
    Holding Gavin or Bobby, there's not a way
    understanding so achingly, our fantasy unwinds.

    Sorry, I'm writing poetry for a class this week and I'm struggling with it. I wonder why??

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  13. Obsession is my middle name. What else is there to fantasize about? Or rather who. There are plenty of whats to do with who. sigh.

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  14. When every action and every thought you have throughout your day turns to Vincent, then yes, you must be insane. And if that be the case, I am admittedly stark raving MAD! But then, like everyone else here, I wouldn't have it any other way!

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  15. oh my, we are all a crazy bunch of obsessed. lol! hopefully we will never change that!

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  16. Anything and everthing I do every day,even little things somehow I find myself to connect with some thought of Vincent!!YEA..I naughty thought!!;)

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