After all this recent crazy out of control foolishness, Lindsay's gonna REALLY forREALforREAL on the real real real real REAL REAL REAL real real real go to rehab...
...Oh hi there! Didn't see you come in. I was just catching up on old times with my buddy Edith. (wink) And you know, I've been thinking about Edith a lot recently. That's bec...What's that? Well yes, I suppose every gay man does think about her an aweful lot...but I have special reason to. That's right! I'm going to France! Southern France! For two months!
Land of crepes suzettes, golden showers (it's true, they invented them!), and sardonic prose. I can't wait! The only thing that brings une larme to my eye is that I shan't be able to post as frequement as I might like! Now, I've checked and they do have the internerds over there (though it's no where near as legible), but I will be busy! You see, I'm not merely prisant des vacances, I'm gonna have to do some strong manual labouring!
On a farm!
Two farms actually. But I want you to know, dear readers that I will do my best to stay in as much touch as I possibly can! And if I never come back, well, tough merde, at least you'll have the comfort of knowing that I've gone to a better place...
