Whatever Lola wants, Lola gets.

 
I've very clearly enjoyed Kinky Boots too much...I dreamed about Lola last night, lol. Not a bad dream, but an odd thing to have in one's head. Perhaps I should just slash the characters and be done with it. Hm.

Got to writing more of that essay, but while doing the second draft, I realised that I'm going to have to chop out a lot of it. Fifteen hundred words is not enough for Rime Of The Ancient Mariner - even the twenty lines of it we have to analyse.

Looking forward to House tomorrow night. I think it's all going to take a very strange turn. 



He leaned up and kissed Lola, gently and once, on her ruby red lips.

"Thanks, Lola"

"Any time, Charlie Boy"



OK, that's enough.