According to ABBA, Fernando is a queen who dances?
I am quite excited to be going to an ABBA dance party tomorrow night with Lyly, Jemmy Pie and his loverly sugar daddy. We will drink, be merry and dance the night away as we drunkenly sing aloud to each ABBA song and reminisce about the innocent younger years. We are now old anti-christs who sin like mad. I'll try to bring my camera to take pictures but what if I lose it at the club? I'll be drunk AND sad. We can't have that, next thing you know I'll be telling the people around me that they don't love me properly and scanning the crowd for my fantasy lovers. Yeah, I think it's best that the camera stay at home then. Fair enough. So, all is better also because I made up with Mama and agreed to disagree and to not insult eachother in the heat of the moment in the future. Hopefully we can stick to this resolution and not email eachother in heated moments and hopefully she'll slow down on the manipulation or be more conscious of it. I feel better after having s...