Weather: sultry

Emma is likely to make a rather brief brieffing this evening, seeing as how she is quite properly soused.

we blame it on the white wine, the pink wine and the red wine - tricolor they shout from the balconies-
FLFF came to dinner, we made a goodly stab, if we may say so, at a blanquette de veau..

.... oh child who are you fooling, you are three sheets in and wish you had a warm body between your empty sheets. Too soused to make a feeble attempt at pornography, best get to bed, and my dear, do take two advil.

much thanks, your ever lovin' conscious...

Emma says goodnight and away, stars and rivers, rivers of stars...