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So the wilderness week-end never happened. I decided freezing my arse off in Northern Ontario wasn't such a good idea after all, considering I'm still sick. It's been over two weeks since this stupid virus first developed, and just when I think I'm getting better something goes wrong. My throat is starting to hurt again. I've coughed so much within the past three days that the area surrounding my ribcage feels like it's ruptured. No exaggeration doods, it bloody aches!!! I finally booked a clinic appointment for Wednesday to get checked out. The doctor better issue me some antibiotics, otherwise I will grab her by the throat and shake her until her eyes rattle in their sockets! I need to feel healthy again, NOW!

Despite all the hacking, the week-end did go fairly well. It normally does when I return home to my family and friends, as I've mentioned before, they are good for my soul. I attended a house party on Saturday night and spent the remaining hour of the evening (or morning I should say) cuddled in the arms of good friend who is currently studying massage therapy. He tenderly rubbed my shoulders and my thighs. We exchanged an open-mouthed kiss without allowing our tounges to make contact, and it was one of the most beautiful, sensual kisses I've ever had. I've fancied this friend for quite some time now. So much so, I think I could quite easily fall in love with this man...I haven't felt the potential to fall in love with anyone, friend or partner, in over seven years. I didn't realize all of this until Saturday night. Now what do I do...

In the mean time...I am just dying to meet Joey, that smart, sexy, SOB! It cheeses me off knowing that a physical meeting may not be feasible, but you can bet your ass you will be getting a call from me!

PS: The offer to go on a second trip to Italy has been tossed my way! With some careful planning, it looks like it could become a reality as soon as August! Oh yaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!