hiya ^_^

lovely kittens *snuggles under the blanket*

good night my love *kisses tricia very tenderly* - quite a day *g*

te amo tanto, para sempre
teu

baby, you're home ^_~

i think it's great you having your friends there. i'm sure there'll be plenty of time for me to be written upon extravagantly(don't know if that's a word either...*g*)

blushing & grinning suit you. being teased can be *so* not cool... but i suspect in this case it just keeps you happy, blushing and grinning sillily(have no idea if that's a word, i guess now it is)

*chaste kiss*

*kieren waves at tricia...cinnamon falls from his fingers and floats to tricia's lips* bet everyone's wondering why you're licking your lips - bet no one would believe the innocent *g* truth, right?

you're the beautiful one, baby!
te amo.
teu

love you baby, meu doce *kieren kisses tricia's neck and stays there awhile - half-chastely*

bet you're right this moment on your pizza orgy (i think i'll have an early dinner tonight) *rings up for a pizza and checks on his cinnamon supplies, then purrs happily leaps to tricia ghost-like and nibbles her ear* hope you're not blushing in public, or choking... that'd be eevil of me *eg*
have this vague feeling i should have a lemon in the house. so i do. (3, actually). i'm completely, stratospherically in love with you, and stratospherically happy that i'm in love. i'm getting far too kinky for someone who was so self-repressed. it's okay if you don't to lick spices off me (no! i'm kidding! please...) *kisses tricia semi-chastely in the middle of her pizza orgy* yummy... and quite tomato-cheesy.

did you really like the roses so much? you sure do know how to make a guy weep in joy. i wasn't at all sure you'd think it right... i don't go about sending flowers to people, you know. but you're my baby, my love and my life - so i risked it...

{{{{{{{{{tricia}}}}}}}}}}

te amo tanto!
*snuggles*
so looking forward for tonight (& tomorrow & all the rest of my life...)
*kisses*
teu

hiya baby ^_^

my memory is kind of slow - did i tell you i adored your cards? very cuddly things... and your bedtime story. i'll know it by heart one of these days and fall sleep after reading it to myself... of course i'm odd, it's part of my charm. i only use my charm on my love, tho - don't want to risk losing her love...
*kieren kisses tricia* *it was to be chaste, but there were still spices floating about...*

te amo!
teu

yay, so we meet again ^_^ *tight hugs, cute snuggles, cuddly cuddles* new layout is brilliant. sometime ago i didn't think there could be a happy but beautiful, tasteful layout. now there is. i feel like blushing, can i? *kieren blushes, tricia finds out that the cinnamon was blocking his pores so she very kindly, at great sacrifice to herself, licks him clean* oh and, no, i don't mind it when you accidentally nibble bits of me *g*

pizza sounds fab, i'm sure you'll have a marvellous time - we can celebrate tomorrow.

oh, and *1* is way more than i deserve - i guess that means you're happy with your creation? *extremely shy g*
I LOVE YOU, I MISSED YOU MADLY, let's never be apart for more than 24 hours. it's unhealthy *g*
i'll still be mostly online today & tomorrow. can we share blankets tonight or are you having some friends staying over? *tries to look like an irresistible cute little kitten* it's very cold outside...just a square inch of blanket, maybe?

do you know how happy i am today! i'm almost as happy as i love you, and i love you beyond measure or scale

te amo tanto!!
teu

i'm back, baby. and in time to wish you herzlichen Glückwunsh! (i'm sure there's a sweeter, shorter way to say it) *appealing g* oh and Parabéns!!! & Happy Birthday, many Happy KReturns(returns where kieren's right by your side both in dreams and real life) *kisses tricia, having mischievously covered his lips and tongue in cinnamon* we'll also have a private celebration later on, perhaps? (kieren is sctually begging tricia to forgive him not being there Friday night) i'll bring you my body along. you can lick things of me, of course. is your head quite clear of tequilla? i got some cinnamon-flavoured vodka in the most heart-gladdening, pulse-racing shade of indigo. let's make a toast to your birthday... maybe you feel like writing something *tricia hesitates until kieren begins to strip and show her how smooth he has made his skin* *kisses tricia* *snuggles-hugs-cuddles tricia* *waits in a frenzy of expectation and arousal*... okay, I admit it - i've taken some time whilst disconnected *g* to see The Pillow Book again...

oh before i unrobe myself fully *eg* let me send you a megaton of congrats on your exams. somehow i just *felt it'd be like this or very similar. you'd better be ready to celebrate them again. maybe you could mark my back according. i'm sure i'd get at least a 3. my neck is yearning for your lips so much... maybe he could get a 2, do you think?

so,. do we cuddle now, or do we play *'enticing' g*. i feel like cuddling all through the night... will i still be a blank page by then? *very shy g* . will we still be sober? (whatever for it's a Big Celebration...)

okay, so now you know i'm right there, and i'm game for anything, and i love you love you love you tanto & want to make this birthday unforgettable for you, for us... all our future birthdays in fact, so let's start practising.

i'm going to check m@il & eat creamcrackers and water for lunch, then i'll be within reach of your hands all day long. it's kind of present in a way, only for both of us - you log-on when you can/feel like it/whatever. i promise that from this moment on i'll be online, permanently

happy, happy, happy birthday
from someone who's yours, yours, yours
and te amo tanto.
*kiss* teu.

morning my love ^_^ *kieren considers rubbing noses, but sees his own is red and has grown in the night* let's live dangerously, give us a kiss *kieren forgets about being chaste in the morning and kisses tricia, seemingly trying to swallow her in the process* wow! let me catch my breath now *g*

serves me right for saying in warmer climates we don't get colds. i don't know about 'we' but poor kieren caught one. not from tricia, he thinks. he also thinks this might be psychosomatic - otherwise known as Liebe *kisses tricia again, a bit more moderately, but more than makes up for that by hugging her so tightly she almost faints* sorry... *shy g* i just kinda... {{{{{{{{{{{{Love You!}}}}}}}}}}}}

also, cable company kindly informed me i'm to have some money from them on account of they're being fuckin' bastards who'll suspend my area's services for 24 hours starting somewhere between noon today and noon tomorrow... you gotta love these southern countries "or leave them" *wink, wink*

hope you're heaps better & did mom bring you pizza or is it today? i get easily confused about dates. not Dates like when my baby's birthday, just things like new year's eve and such...

must run now. it's raining. my nose is big and red, but i still look cute coz of you coz i love you coz you're you
*hundreds of little kisses covering most of tricialand*

te amo muito, tanto, jetzt und für immer dein
teu

liebling, meu doce(my sweet),

have nothing against body-painting *sucession of winks* sounds like heaps of fun *innocent smile followed by another wink*

pizza, yay! see? i told you mom wasn't *that* horrid (lying through my teeth but blushing because i'm usually very truthful but how dare she be away when you catch a cold on the other hand maybe it's a plus if she does it say when i come to visit) sorry for lack of punctuation. it's the love-bug. i have this theory you don't actually have a cold, you're just love-sick... wouldn't that be comforting (starts to sneeze in sympathy with tricia)

loved loved loved your card..you're the best part of my life past present & future. love you so much {{{{{{tricia}}}}}}

*yawn* feels so good and comfy here in this blanket with you. we can snore in sync. if i promise never to eat soya again can i stay here wrapped up with you forever? *snuggle*

te amo tanto!...
love of my life
teu para sempre

hiya *kiss*
*coming to get chockie which is melting nicely* *hmmm 'uf'y* (lovely) *quickly slurps down the chockie* say, maybe on a hot summer afternoon i can let some chockie ice-cream accidentally spill out of my mouth. maybe i should just apply it as if it was make up. i'm sure some kind soul *wink, wink* *g* will help me take it off, won't she? *tries to look extremely cute by pretending he's really 7 years old*

i see we have loads in common when it comes to pasta, pizza and general attitude regarding restaurants ^_~ very excited about your upcoming 'legal age' ("me? i'm a good boy, i am...") i didn't use to be kinky - but then i didn't use to be this happy {{{{{{{tricia}}}}}}

glad i could bring you a little light *beams adoringly at tricia*

btw, on the subject of food(makes for a change of subject, right?) i'm very much into meat. i tried to get into soya burgers whilst being buddhist but altogether gave it up. i'm a predator, really...

how's the cold? i bet it's exhausted, yes? it's very bad timing, Saturday being right around the corner...*kieren hug-snugs tricia* if ever a few words were true, "wish i was there" would be my choice right now. i prefer to think of it as the first and only we're apart... *more snug-hug-cuddle* *a very long hug-snug-cuddle*

lovingly yours my love. vita mia. {{{{{{{{{{{{{{{tricia}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}
te amo tanto, teu para sempre.

hiya baby ^_^ *kiss*

i'm mad at your cold, i really am. but guess what? i had spaghetti carbonara for lunch, lots of parmesan cheese sprinkled on it. kind of means we were eating some kind of pasta with some kind of cheese. probably at the same time. be warned i love pasta. not as much as i love you, though *kieren sprinkles his immaculate lips with cinnamon* want some dessert? (i love being nibbled... am i too odd? maybe a perv, don't care, i love it) don't know why but i remembered one scene in QAF where Stuart and Vince are dancing, Cameron watching and then they exchange something. orally, i mean. i suppose it was some kind of e. i thought it'd be rather nice to follow their lead, only with legal addictives (spices, sugar, chocolate, all those terrible things). i wonder why i mix food and... ehem..sex in my mind? i feel like i'm totally corrupting you here, me being sooo much older. can you imagine? by the time you're, say 30, i'll be, like 36!!! OMG!, that's illegal, isn't it? <>

don't mind me, i think i may have a touch of fever. i really hope you're feeling at least happy, and if possible better. i don't think lungs should be heard, should i hop on a flight and bring you to a warmer climate...just for a couple of...years? love you so much *kieren's upper body is now entirely coated in sugar&spice&all things nice* please, *do* help yourself to some dessert...

be sure to tell me when i'm being annoying. or corrupting... *shy g* i'm quite well-behaved most of the time.
{{{{{{{{{{{{tricia}}}}}}}}}}}}

eu te amo & am all yours, for always
teu kieren

mornin' my love *morning kiss, you know, the 'chaste' one*

first & foremost: how are you? cold on its way out? i've channeled MegaGigaSomemeasure of positive energy your way. even chanted a mantra, swear to god - love sees nothing as ridiculous i guess, 'coz i was in a really spiritual mood. hope you'll feel some benefit. if by some twisted trick of faith you're not better, i'll, i'll...chant some more.

i'm also vigorously at work on stuart <>. the highlight of the day thus far has been a power-cut. don't suppose you get them *g*.

must run, love you {{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{this much & more}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}} *kieren covers his neck in cinnamon and tentatively approaches tricia in case she's feeling playful* (cinnamon doesn't necessarily stay in place, right?<>) i know, i should behave. tell me to behave. better still, tell me you're feeling happy despite the nasty cold...

love you for good, forever, am completely yours
dein kieren ^_^

just typed a huge bit of hot milk&honey and general snug-hug-kisses for you to get well soon, but blogger blocked me, hope this goes through, i'll m@il you later on or morgen morgens, ykwim...

love you, je t'aime pour toujours
wish i could take your cold away. i'll certainly channel my energies in that direction *g*

now give us a goodnight hug, and sleep well. i'm right here next to you ^_^

dein kieren

light of my eyes, love of my life, baby, ^_^

*kiss* *nose-rubbing* *kiss* (one of these days i'll go for the jugular*g*) don't worry, i'm not into love bites. i think. i kind of like your schedule(wednesday not so much...) and the secret of my being online at the weirdest hours is that my connection is with a cable modem and the bill is fixed and included in the cable tv thingy. it comes to...(looking for a common currency, then remembers there's a €uro) it's about € 50 per month, £ 30, 100 DM... *bows head in shame for his Schilling-ignorance*. now the good part is, it's always that - even if i used it non-stop 24/7, every week. this is good, as my phone bill + internet was costing me about £100 per month, a considerable ammount for a poor aspiring..something *g*

see? i even ramble about money. yuck!

when i should really be nodding a violent, sincere, with all my heart Yes at us writing V/S. in the past i've indulged in a bit of stuart-bashing, stuart-abusing (even one stuart-raping, oh my god...). but how do we go about it. it's very off-putting treating stuart like trash if i associate stuart with my beloved... we can both right both characters, but maybe i should do stuart? i'm experienced at feeling miserable, and i just know stuart would turn to boozing(so would i, sad but true) and self-destruction, while occasionally allowing his weakness to surface and pleading, begging, imploring vince to..to be good old vince, really. maybe vince isn't too keen on his good old self. dearie me i've got my head full of plotbunnies now, what do i do? help!... you're good at sorting out bunnies? coz i'm not, i fall for every single one, so none survives.

by-the-by the nowhere no-where now-here had never hit me. i like your 'out of nowhere' better than mine' *g*

back to our ensemble story, i'm sure i can hurt stuart badly - but not do him actually permanent damage(not even emotional damage). i'll have a look at your stories, i'm sure you can write stuart-torture (what if she goes through you yours?) (she won't, she's very sweet, i'll ask her not to...) *shy, tentative kisses on tricia's neck, eyelids, earlobes, lips...* hmm...definitely, mellis suits you...yummy.

btw, still can't edit my profile to nickname me lux. i wonder what i'm doing wrong - or not doing, probably

it was so cool-warm, if you know what i mean (from now on i'll just type ykwim, okay? it's just i use this a lot, iykwim...) to have you back early so to speak. i was letting the ugliness of the day get me down. now i've shoo-boo-ed it away. i think i'll become unintelligible at this rate of made-up words, and spelling errors and all... will you still love me if i make no sense at all? *kieren bribes tricia with a long-lasting kiss* wow! (and no words). my problem is not so much not liking words, it's the opposite iykwim. oh well, can't be helped (something people often say about me, funnily enough)

*lots of little kisses and a nice cuddling*
eu te amo ^_^
teu, para sempre,

hiya!... so glad to have *us* back *wraps himself around tricia then smothers her with kisses, only stopping because they're both starting to get a bit purple from lack of air*

i think i got the gist of blogging. hopefully *g*

ideas for tons of writing? OMH, i'm so excited with anticipation! any more exams 'til, say, Saturday? just asking... *mischievous grin*
glad exam went okay, for you to say that i bet it went way more than okay - like when you said it was shitty and then it turns out to be only not so good... i could be wrong, of course. more likely i'm projecting on you the way i am about exams. a great result gives me a slight boost. a short-lived one. a not-so-good result means i'm a completely failure as a human being, so why not treat myself to some chilled vodka... see? i'm sure you're disappointed now, but i promised you (& myself) to be 100% honest...

i don't even know where these..er..thoughts come from. guess the person i used to be before You is still not completely dead. that's okay, though. i think everyone carries some past uglinesses through life. it's mostly a question of seeing the present (i'm so happy and so in love!!!) and imagining the future (Oh My God! Marvellous!...) besides, vodka's getting too expensive. i'll talk my shrink into prescribing something for when you get tired of me... (joking!..) though i know i'm not good enough for you. put it like this, if this was Queer As Folk, i'd be your vince, stuart... i like the bit when we leave everything behind and drive 'into' the sunset

i'm definitely rambling on. more of a babbling even. so should i stop? dunno... i'll make a pause and have some herbal tea. before that can i *kisses tricia lest chastely than earlier on* kiss you.?.. oops, already did. sorry. *gg*

out of nowhere: someone told me today the longest word in portuguese is not 'inconstitucionalissimamente' as i thought for years... it's 'desarcebispoconstantinopolizar' 30 vs 27, ain't it a lovely language? i'm pretty sure the 2nd word is completely fictional, but it follows the proper composed-words rules. oh well...

bya (for now)
te amo muitissimo (very much looks better*g*)
teu

hiya, guten morgen my love, luz da minha vida

my internet provider left me without connection from about 1pm yesterday. at midnight it sill hadn't come back to life, this morning it seems okay(fingers crossed)

so you see, nothing happened to *me* except me getting very mad at 'telepac.pt' . upset or annoyed or badly hurt-nope. and don't say you're sorry. worried is okay, i do that a lot, too

german homework all set? *eg* been meaning to ask at what time your classes start

it's okay to find cuteness in my ramblings, and of course you can be as possessive(4 's'?) as you want about me, i'm all yours...and you're mine, yes? *cute shy g* *kieren and tricia rub noses* *morning kiss - chaste and tender*

ich liebe dich
dein kieren

PS - i hope these presents arriving early doesn't spoil the actual birthday - but i had to make sure they'd be there in time. loveya!

i swear i've just sent a big 'good morning - i love you stratospherically piece. is blogger playing tricks?

guten morgen luz da minha vida ^_^

you sure do get up early. i lazied about 'til...7:30, i think. and i strongly suspected(i have a nose and an eye for things like this) that one of us had blogged some more last night. i was fairly sure it wasn't me, so...

you sure had lots of fun in London. funny you should mention the soccer horde. i once got trapped in Baker Street, by thousands of people in Chelsea blue going ...er...south, i think. i judiciously sought refuge in a handy bookshop, and after twenty minutes or so went on my way, on foot to Oxford St. and onwards where it meets Charing Cross Rd(my fave London street) and a few hundred yards (and £££) later to glorious Trafalgar Sq. i even managed to spend more money inside the National Gallery. it was free back then, is it still? i remember some museum(Natural History?) 'accepting' donations in exchange for a nice lapel sticker thingy. i found out that people who hadn't donated were the target of many a dirty look from museum workers, and thankend the instinct that made me donate £1.71 (last day, i was trying to get rid of small change...) "it's the coins! i got to get rid of the coins!"

anyway, i think London becomes us. we'll paint it red. then we'll take Manhattan (never been, sniff...)

major revelation: i've been to Austria. once. it was 1989 and i was 15. it was a coach tour. only stop we actually made was in Innsbruck(is it with ¨ ? i bet it is) i was very proud of myself. no one else had bothered to buy Schillings, since we were going from Venice to Munich (okay, Venedig & München, possibly) on the same day - it was *that* kind of tour. then at a given point people wanted to go to public er...restrooms. and wanted to buy postcards. and back then at least no one was interested in their Lire or DM(amazing!). so i bought dozens of postcards. bet no one else in these parts has that many postcards of Tirol. hehehe... what did i think of Tirol? beautiful, but to be honest ever since Sud-T. and way into Germany the scenery was quite spectacular. it was September, but there was some snow (left or already or permanent) in some of the highest peaks.
btw: we arrived in Munich at 1 am rather than 8 pm. i couldn't understand why everone was either hungry or dog-tired. me? i was happily eating chocolate by the 4 squares a time. not my fault they dismissed the national currency, was it? *eg*

oh dear. my rambling's getting worse...

te amo
dein k.

i feel so truly...blessed or lucky or something. meeting, loving.
let's spend the night underneath the same blanket of stars. they give enough 'lux' for just being together and safe
i will always protect you. and though it's impratical, you know you already have a place you could run away to. here. and in my heart. and in my flat. but it won't come to that - we'll probably *settle down* *g* in London
i know how much you love me, but it's always something i like to read because i was very insecure up until..not very long ago. i love my new life, this that began the day we first connected

te amo muito *kieren and tricia hold each other through the night* doces sonhos, meu amor ^_^

she sounds none too happy herself. besides, i'm sure her boyfriend's not a patch on me and we are happy, aren't we?
you shouldn't have to put up with that kind of thing. if you can't reason with her, come here, to our virtual home and let it all out! it's healthy. and i love you more each moment, you know that.

*kieren holds tricia's hands in his and kisses them*

it hurts that i can't do more. i want to do more. to keep all the bad things away from you. to let love envelop you...

i love you
eu te amo
plus que jamais
mais que nunca
più che mai
more than ever

completely yours.

hmm... not too sure i'm going to get along with your mum..

now come here, i'll hold you close and read you a poem - don't need to translate it, really *big comforting hug*
you're safe with me, always have that in mind.

a poem. bet you'll understand it all

Mosaico

De mármore um mar imenso
entre o verde e a vertigem
entre o sol e a solidão.
De borco um barco esquecido,
vestígios de um vento leve.
Sons de silêncio no ouvido.

Um mel de melancolia
muda a cor do coração,
esfuma os traços do dia

E nos corpos de cobre quente
os dedos descobrem rotas
para um percurso de inocência

Fernanda Seno(1942-1996)

anything you want to know just ask. i know it sounds a bit sad, but the end is like us, love being born, after all that pain

love you

te amo tanto

teu para sempre

tricia,

beloved,

London knows me well. I go on shopping pilgrimage there about twice a year. Books, CDs and DVDs, mostly. clothing. then i do all sorts of touristy stuff. double-deckers, museums, strolls in the parks, churches, more shopping, a play, a movie, silliness in general. (though i got me a real prospectus from LSE where i 'might' get my PhD). i'm not being pompous, i just got to get away from here. too hot, too many people i don't want to bump into... let's *do* London! in style and all. oh last time i went(september) our bus had to stop because Tower Bridge was opening for something with poles or masts or sails... it was a first for me, and i must have crossed it loads of times...

it's being a great Sunday *it's cuddle-snuggy-nuzzle time for kieren & tricia* we look good together *daft g*

teu, para sempre

a flood of tears, almost
but you saved me - i can be happy and not cry. besides, it abuses my eyes. must be all that 'sal'
i'm defrosting something italian now. i'm mid-way through Dracula and reading something silly in english. i'd tell you what if i remembered, it's one of those penguin books that cost only £1. it's ...er... got it "The Changing Toyshop". set in Oxford and me a would-be..no..wannabe Cambridge man... i'd *settle* for Manchester or London, though. i'm not the least bit picky about where i do my doctorate. should i call it PhD? who cares?
it's been a marvellous sunday, weekend, week - you know why, you know who's to 'blame'...
*more cuddles* i think this might be called spending some quality time together.

te amo tanto!

hiya baby,

excellent choice, my love. 'fido' puts me in mind of big dogs, for some reason. lux puts me in mind of you. we'll live on light and honey... sublime! *traces 'lux' and 'mellis' with his fingertips on tricia's face* trace them on me, please? i'm again on that well-known stage: verging on tears of ecstasy... because i'm so in love and love you tanto...

te amo

hiya baby ^_^

did i forget to say fimbria.net is beautiful? well it is. sharing small things - full agreement with what you say. with anyone else i'd be too embarrassed to share. with you i feel comfortable. my only worry is that some traits of mine might make you love me less... or not at all.. yes, i admit to being insecure by nature - not a problem, i have a front to put up when i go outside. many masks to show the various bits of world i absolutely can't avoid. with you i won't put up a front, i'll wear no masks. if something i say upsets you or annoys you or in any way hurts you please say so. not that i think i could ever do that *g*
*running my fingers through your hair - is it alright? kissing your eyelids now* love you so much...

oh, btw, how do i edit my profile to add the nickname - or can you do it for me? *begs nicely, promises sweet things*

te amo.

*kisses tricia passionately* (as usual) *g*

love the names you m@iled me, tell you what, i'll treat you to another ramble on how similar to portuguese this is, so get comfy and snug (yes i mean right against me). i love 'lux' (port: luz) i love 'lumen' (port: lume) and 'lenis' (leniente) 'fido' (fiel, fidelizar), 'felix'(feliz) and dulcis (doce, dulce, dulcíssimo) now be totally blunt and decisive and tell me who i am (in latin, pretty please...)

did i mention it's raining here? lights on at 3 p.m. is not very common here... still snowing upon the Star's Mountains brr.. freezing. i like the cold in a strange way, a kind of "see? you can't defeat me!" way. very childish, i'm sure.

i know you're not asleep so if i caress you anywhere you'll let me i won't be taking advantage of you - feel free to take advantage of me, though. i'm your territory, yours, always.

te amo.

*kisses tricia*

i still have little idea of how this works, i'm just happy it does.

'fimbria' in portuguese turned into 'fímbria' *g* i only know this because i remember one of my mother's poems had a line that went "Na fímbria dos dias" so the meaning is thread and threshold(i'm sure that's not the proper spelling...). i don't think it remained in the language as foolishness, unless there's a common root with 'frívolo'. most latin words spawned words into portuguese, some 'literarily', some 'vulgarly'. i suspect fímbria is among the first.

by the way, don't you just love the way i can go rambling on and on about virtually anything *kisses tricia to wake her from a little peaceful slumber* *gg*

hiya,

i made it this far, now i suppose i should say something meaningful or report on the boredom of being alive. can't do the second. the first is quite easy: tricia ^_^ , eu te amo.

i think i'll actually use this as a journal. i had toyed with the idea before but always persuaded myself that it would be beyond my 'know-how'. very kind people seem to have removed that obstacle, so i promise myself only one thing - be truthful. have no idea of how often i'll have words-feelings to bare...

love you.
teu.