I told you, gothopia-stalking. I saw it in your blog...and yes, why not?
I have fractured my ankle and cannot walk this week, so I'm confined to bed rest and powdered painkillers that taste like vanilla. I would welcome the company (even through the ether).
It has been awhile! I spent the weekend in Sienna and Tuscany with some friends - I've only recently gotten home.
As to the tattoo question. Well. Quite a few, actually. As soon as I was legal, I went all rebellious with the body art. Remind me to tell you about it sometime. -evasively-
What can I say, classy girls get tattoos. Or not. I love them, haha.
Well ciao! I think buona sera was a pretty good effort - I mean, I -live- here and my Italian still sounds like I'm reading out of a phrasebook :]
That being said, I will be one hundred percent honest and admit that I gothopia-stalked your profile (Is that creepy? It sounds creepy, lol.) and was, in fact, intimidated. But sure, let's talk. Time and place, and it's a date.
I haven't spoken to you in ages, or so it seems. How have you been doing? Anything new going on with you? I want details, because you know I'll come back and bite you if you do not concede to my demand of answering...*Smirks*