I have seen the light... And fuck me, it's bright.

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When I woke up this morning I expected the day to be dull and drab as I had to go and sign on.
And to be fair the day did start off on a dull note as I had to go through the soul destroying process that is signing on. But now... If it was raining outside right now I'd go out and dance in the rain like I was Fred Astaire.

"Why?" You may ask... Well, because even if there was a storm outside, and the rain was bouncing off the ground, I wouldn't feel it as the sun is shining inside me.

And the reason? Well... Tonight I got an e-mail from Kate, the lovely polish girl I met while in Dublin.

Comments

Divemaster GranDad said…
And that's all you're going to say about it? That's cruelty to the rest of us...

Come on...spill the beans...
7:41 am
Wreckless Euroafrican said…
I hate to say I tolod you so, but in this case I suppse I didn't. However, I can feel your elation, and am glad for you. Go man Go!!

Salagatle!
9:37 am
Ross Douglas said…
Hello again guys,
There will be no bean spilling. There are none to spill. Suffice to say I liked the girl lots and would like to get to know her better.

God only knows what kind of metal damage this blog will do to the poor woman. I just hope she doesn't freak out and flee.
2:16 pm
jenny said…
It's making me all fuzzy and warm inside!
2:25 pm
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