eidolon

Gonna keep this short. I swear.

I just scheduled my 2nd sitting with (shameless plug) Miles Maniaci. September 23rd. He'll finish the major components of the outline, which should include work on the right (starboard?) cheek of my gorgeous ass.
Pictures will be posted.

Also of note:
I fucking hate being patient.
Seriously.
If asked what I would rather do than be patient, the list would be huge. It'd dwarf my 'What I'd do for a Klondike Bar' list.

All my actions tonight will be dedicated to impatience-
and to you.
That's right, you.
Mmmmhmm.


Updated
Roughly 14 hours later

So, after last night's adventures with impressionable metal-heads, I had a pretty fun dream. It didn't have a plot or sequence of events, as such. It was more like a series of outstanding, hedonistic bullett points.

Good enough for me.

Paris
An ATM that gave $837 (from not my accounts) when I ordered $50.
Absinthe
Hookers
And , mmmmmm you, pretty pretty pretty Peggy Sue.