Aren’t you from the south? You can’t possibly be this nature-phobic. I’m a born-and-bred Manhattanite, and I share your disdain for camping, but get over the moss!
Hi Faustus, Just want to say that your blog is fabulous – please tell us that your mysterious absence is due to you writing a book… if Breakup Babe could get a book deal from Random House, then you sure as hell can – miaow!
First off, I have to say your blog is absolutely fantastic. It is always a blessing and a comfort to know there are other neurotic people out there…just like my friends. I can live with myself now, thanks.
Touch moss? Is that what the forward-thinking gay boys call it nowadays? Quaint.
You mean there was moss in the motel parking lot?
Was the room musty and critter-ridden?
pretty!
You’ll survive the moss.
Beautiful picture!
“Touch moss”? What kind of kinky shit are you two getting into?
Moss? Purell. Don’t tell me you didn’t bring any?
But that view… so worth a little moss. Ahhh.
Beautiful pic… so I guess it is safe to assume that you two did not get naked and get down and dirty in the moss.
How awful it must have been; just look at all that wide open space. I’m glad that wilderness has been cancelled in the United Kingdom.
On other wavelengths, I’m totally envious; I’ve seen just one north American Autumn, in a city no less, and it was beautiful then…
Aren’t you from the south? You can’t possibly be this nature-phobic. I’m a born-and-bred Manhattanite, and I share your disdain for camping, but get over the moss!
Hi Faustus,
Just want to say that your blog is fabulous – please tell us that your mysterious absence is due to you writing a book… if Breakup Babe could get a book deal from Random House, then you sure as hell can – miaow!
First off, I have to say your blog is absolutely fantastic. It is always a blessing and a comfort to know there are other neurotic people out there…just like my friends. I can live with myself now, thanks.