Little blogpost before I fall in my night bookworm routine (I'm reading again some books of Asimov, today at the cinema there was the trailer of The Prototype movie, and it made me want to read some of him).
My sunday was really nice: I spend the morning cuddling my bunny and singing in the shower some 90's song (ooops I did it agaaaaiiinnn nanarananaa naaa), and after I went out with my friend Flavia..we watched 50 shades of Gray. I had lot of fun, I laughed for two hours, Mr. Gray made a lot of derp faces, and the bondage-rought sex things were less sexy and more like "but, whtf? are u serious?". I never met men who randomly take off their clothes and take me to the dinner with an helicopter. And, more important: WHY she haven't done a waxing? gosh, she has a woods in her panties. Maybe with squirrels too. Creepy.
BUT the best part was actually about 2 hours ago: take away sushi, more romantic movie (love rosie!), candles, and this beautiful sensation of happyness that I always have when I see something beautiful like an happy ending. And now, my dear Asimov.
Wishing to all of you, a happy ending.
Love, Clarie.
