So Lovelyboy and I had a nice conversation a couple of days ago...

Just to ensure you twig on, LB = Lovelyboy, Me = Disney! He was also the one who called!

Me: This is the operator, how may I help you?
LB: Connect me to Canada, pronto.
Me: This is the operator, how may I help you?
LB: Connect me to Canada, pronto.
Me: This is the operator, how may I help you?

Well I seemingly started off my last journal and left all you terrific peeps hanging!

Sooooo, as we bring back the image of Disney's Lovelyboy, we see a studly brown-haired, blue-eyed teen who's in Rome, who's kissed Disney (in more ways than one, as you will find out!), who's prone to long-distance phone calls that leave me in melt-mode. Oh, and he's absolutely Lovely still.

Well this is overdue, although I somehow haven't felt the compulsion to come-a-typing for the past week or more, despite some lurvely events that have come to pass. Ok, I think "lurv" on paper looks funny/decent, but really try to say it out loud and *voila* stupidity!