I'm crippled, and it appears I will have to 'take it easy' for a few days. My paramour says this likes it's nothing. But I am like Rainman when it comes to my daily routine. Taking it easy to me means having nowt to do. I"m going to freak out. So to combat the stress of 'taking it easy' I have decided to douse myself liberally in movies. Here, I hope this brightens your day as much as it brightened mine.
I'm a bouncy, opinionated, messy haired marathon running (!) bibliophile. I wear high heels and have delightful ankles. I'm a devoted drinker. I want a French Bulldog puppy whom I shall call Batman and dress in capes on occasion.
I would also like a pug, whom I shall name Mister Woo. He can remain capeless, but I will make sure he wears a diamante collar at all times.
Both dogs will submit to repeated snorgling and high pitched squeals that only a dolphin would normally tolerate.
I hate Reiki/psychics/mystics/frauds with all my liver. Also, I'm firmly against Jazz and poetry/poems/pomes/ peoms or any of that stuff. I believe in the healing power of ginger.