Me - "What do you want to say?"
Naomi - "I dunno"
Me - "...just say I love you."

We didn't get up until about 1 today, I think lunch was ready at about half 12 or something. Although, the alarm went off at 10, but it was just turned off. As it should be. We went to Matlock and went to the chocolate shop, which kicked everyone's ass. We bought CHOCOLATE CIGARS :) I hope they don't really taste of cigars. Actually, Shane's had his and he says 'no' they don't taste of cigars.
Kids are just like miniature drunks.
We went into an art shop and found lots of prints of Waterhouse stuff, but not the Lady of Shalott :( Shane REALLY wants the print of The Tempest :) pretty pretty pretty. BLAH BORED.
Oh yeh, Shane says I should explain the picture at the top. It's of Squee, Shane drew it and I coloured it in, we're great. Okay, I started to draw it but got pissed off, so he drew the rest of it.
I wore my corset today, it was...delicious? Hm. Incase you didn't guess, that wasn't my input. I wore the nighty thing that's not meant to be worn outside, also. It was...scrumptious? Okay. My mum phoned because she's lonely and a Katharine Hepburn film was on TV and therefore she missed me. Yep. I'm sick of saying 'yep' like it's an entire sentence all the time. It's bloody not. Pisses me off. I'm just a bit tired. I was delirious earlier. Shane's threatening to squeeze me, obviously in an attempt to help my mood. He doesn't understand my wanting to squeeze puppies and hamsters and babies, but he wants to squeeze me. Until I'm happy. I'm not fricking well going to say, 'yep,' but it's what would be here normally instead of this sentence.
I want my chocolate. Arguments about grammar. Melts me.
"We'd be better than that. We'd be...something." I said that earlier, I can't remember what it was about, but there it is.
I want Shane to blog something, but that would probably mean I'd have to go find a chair other than his knee so he can reach the keyboard, there are too many things wrong with that, 1 - moving. 2 - moving. 3 - 'You won't be on my knee anymore' indeed. 4 - 'I love you' indeed. I love you too. Here he is anyway.
I can't see wha\t i;m typingf. O_o There.
No, not enough, hurry up. No, don't just kiss me to get out of it.
IO oove ouu.
Thanks, you drunk. He just licked my face. I'll have to bite his ear off for that later. Ooh, I typed 'earlier' there. Oooooh. Hm. Yeh, I think we're done.
- Shane and Naomi