I'm actually enjoying this..

I may be a miserable self-involved old trout, and since running out of tablets on Saturday, I may be sleeping like a teenager and crying at adverts, but, but, BUT... I've been having the greatest dreams. My friend thinks it's my subconscious sowing my wild oats prior to the wedding, I think it may be a combination of hormones and too much cheese, but imagine a "rendevous" with one of these fellas every night!

Ohhhh... Callum Blue. The one that started it all (and the prettiest by far). He was being charged for some nasty crime and I had to sneak him out of the courthouse. He was, ahem, very grateful.

Johnny Knoxville.. He was playing hard to get. There was a Marvel Comics convention in a giant disused swimming pool (stick with me here), and I was being chased by The Living Brain. Fortunately Mr. K was on hand with quips and commentary. There was no nudity, just lots of innuendo. Darn it. This is also the point where there was a cameo (a very naked cameo) from a close personal friend of mine. I won't mention names in case anybody actually READS this (god forbid..) but suffice to say, if he knew who he was, he wouldn't be embarrassed by his performance! I don't think I'll ever look at him the same way....

Edward Norton was my boyfriend last night. He was sweet and lovely, but overworked and I hardly saw him. Still, he was good for a roll around.

Ah, David Boreanaz. He was the reason that Ed Norton and I were a short lived romance. I was at school (looking as I do now, of course), and DB was the class hunk (looking as he does now, of course!). I was the envy of the class, and my god, he was good.

Anyway, I'm getting a bit flushed now! Still, I'm hoping for Callum Blue again, or maybe a bit of David Tennant tonight..... Oh lordy mamma.