you know it's bad when even the idealized version of your life bores you, but not all of us can be philip and who could handle *that* much nudity ;) (it's winter, you should all be home making tea or something)... it seems like I've been at work for days now and since I'm sworn to secrecy as to what exactly transpires there (is aspirin really an appropriate stocking stuffer? probably more useful than anything from the bodyshop ) I'll be hibernating for a bit...

one last thing, even if you can't remember donning a gold dress and matching purse to dance wildy to surf rock at the el strato (wait, that was me) graham has archived the fun of avengers 7 right here ...