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Tuesday 11th April 2006.
Mud, mud, mud... the last six months have been very muddy, and I suppose that you, dear reader,
want the dirt. Well, Isabela and I were made homeless at Christmas (see previous posts on this page)
and we both ended-up living at Bruna's apartment. Izzy got religion during the Christmas holiday and
has since worked her way through Christianty, Islam, Judaism, Hinduism, haven't-got-a-clue-ism, and
is now a Zorasthranian (sp?), whatever that is. Not sure that it matters much, because Isabela is now
working as a croupier in an Estoril casino. Well, all the great religions recognise that life is all about
beating the odds.
As for me, I LOVE ROB!!!!!! but he no longer loves me (I'd put a sad smiley in here, but can't figure
out how to do it) ever since last month when he finally found out about meia-calca.com.
Men are so backward/conservative, and are so dreadfully stuck in the anal stage!
*blurgh*
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As for me, I now have a live-in job at the Lisbon donkey sanctuary, where a girl can see all the muscles and stiffies she wants without the emotional fallout.
Meia-calca.com continues to earn Izzy and I enough to keep us smoking cigarettes. The big dream still
hasn't happened, though.
Meia-calca.com is one of the best pantyhose/nylon fetish sites on the net (I should know, Izzy and I
built the site) and it's in Portuguese, Spanish, English and French. Yet because of all the crappo porn
out there it gets lost in the mire. Oh well, no one ever said that life is fair.
*sniff*
Have to go and give relief to a donkey with five legs...
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