Feeling: bereft
Listening to: Vertical Horizon - Sunrays and Saturdays
Reading/Watching: Clare Darcy

Once you have thrown down a gauntlet, there is nothing more exhausting than waiting for it to be picked up.

And restraining myself from calling, e-mailing, IMing, to find out if I've got even half a chance.

Not to mention deciding if I want a chance.

Seek me in Regency England; I am escaping into a Clare Darcy trilogy, so that at least one world makes sense.

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