I wonder, will I ever be satisfied with this site? I keep tinkering around with the layout. Ah, this will suffice for now.

Nothing really crazy's happened to me as of late. Same old angst about school and married men and the destruction of Sark's character *sob*.

I've tried writing some more lately, but I'm just really... uninspired. You know what I need? I need to move to Paris or someplace equally romantic and sexy, and have a frantic, mad affair with a young, precocious artiste. Said artiste, let's call him Lucas, will fall deeply in love with me (I mean, obviously), but one day, I'll admit to him that I've been having an affair with my true love David. I'll leave him a devastated and broken man, and he'll devote the rest of his life to immortalizing my likeness in paintings and sketches, whilst I live happily ever after with David.

Yeah. My imagination's a little over-active, mes petits fleurs. But, it's kind of fun. I have nice dreams, if you know what I mean *wink*.

Miss Black

Listening to: "Cheers Darlin'" by Damien Rice

Reading: Lymond chronicles.

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Miss Black also contributes to a David Anders/Sark site under the name Chaton Espion. Feel free to visit her there if you'd like to witness the terrifying depths of obsession.