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Whole lotta labia.

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Safe and sound in Costa Rica. [Dec. 1st, 2003|01:04 am]
Whole lotta labia.
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[what's in my ear |Bluestring's cover of The Who]

The hotel is divine in that hacienda kind of way. All the furniture is this heavy wood. The bathtub is small but the high speed internet is really high speed and right now I'm playing chess with the fabulous Matthew online and reading through my flist and being happy that kiltsandlollies got her assignment (though it sounds like she got Astin again and I know that just irks the snot outta her).

I got at totally doable assignment. The challenge is going to be coming up with a seriously good smut that isn't my usual pairing. Luckily one of the players is someone that I regularly fantasize about so I'm feeling pretty confident there. I just have to quit fantasizing long enough to write it.

The flights were fine, I was able to upgrade on both and get about 45 minutes of sleep each time. The movie was Johnny English again. Worth it for the line "The French aren't fit to host anything but an invasion." but nothing else. The food was ok, a shellfish risotto, but because I'm getting sick I couldn't really taste it.

The best part was a second trip where I get to walk straight through customs. Which means I have tomorrow off. I'm contemplating spending it next to the pool getting some color other than pasty white. Knowing me that other color will be lobster red, but it's worth a shot.

Off to finish getting my ass handed to me at chess. Will probably be online tomorrow being all survey-spammy as usual.

(icon in honor of the fact that A&E has finally decided to show the third Hornblower installment while I'm out of town. Farging bastiches.)