Thank you, Yahoo Messenger.
A sweet and lovely conversation for my birthday.
Sweet and hot and... very sweet and hot.
I told him that I was happy even though I was spending my birthday alone. I said I was beautiful, and told him about Remittance Girl's post, and about what I wrote yesterday, and how you were all sending me birthday greetings. Then he asked how his blog fans were.
I had to remind him that he said I couldn't write about him.
And so he sent you this little message:
You may write that I pride myself on discovering your beauty and hidden destiny and even more on keeping them for my collection.A very lovely birthday indeed.
I love you, my Master.
You fill my life with pain and poetry and joy.
And this year and always, I am yours.