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?"
"Why the heck isn't Vincent lying next to me?"
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.
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?
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!?!
(look, at least I tried to be sensible like a NORMAL adult).
Guess what I was fantasizing about when I was in the supermarket!?!
I don't drink wine. Who cares, I bought a bottle... You never know who might come for dinner. Right?
Ah, had to restock my Drool towels!
I took the subway home -- Just for THE case.
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!
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)
and Italian deli for lunch.
But oooh how I wished I could feed Max!
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.
Animals... My thoughts went automatically to you-know-who-I-mean.
Household must be done; don't you just hate it! Needless to say who came on my mind when I made my bed.
How I spent my afternoon? Well, with daydreams of Sam.
Dammit, I am lost!
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...
"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...
...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)
(I count on my Vixens to bail me out of jail)
Then, I called up my bestie.
By the way, if he looked like Bob, he would not be my friend but lover.
"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."
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."
So please tell me I'm not the only one!
Nope...You're not the only one!
ReplyDeleteThat's me standing shoulder to shoulder with you and if this is being 'insane' who the hell wants to be 'sane'?! ;0)
ReplyDeleteI fall asleep in Bobby's arms everynight!!! OK i need to see someone too.... What about VDOlic reunion??!!
ReplyDeleteYou are definitely not alone!!!
ReplyDeleteEven 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
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.
ReplyDeleteNope...you're not the only one. It must be an epidemic.
ReplyDeleteI 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...
ReplyDeletei am glad to find myself in best company here. and yes, hijacking a la abbie would be one fun!
ReplyDeletejersey, do you have a chemistry set? perhaps you could clone him!
Can't keep my eyes off that first picture. What is it about his tongue that I find so sexy?
ReplyDeleteJazzy, 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!
ReplyDeleteHe lies beside me every night, and I wake up to see him there every morning.
ReplyDeleteSadly, only in photographic form.
Alas, my dear lass you are not alone!
ReplyDeleteFleeting 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??
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.
ReplyDeleteWhen 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!
ReplyDeleteoh my, we are all a crazy bunch of obsessed. lol! hopefully we will never change that!
ReplyDeleteAnything 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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