I have been sleeping days all week. It’s the only way to be ‘fresh’ for use of the broadband connection without workmen hammering and drilling… I’ve developed a rash and am wondering when The West Wing’s Sam and Ainsley are finally going to have their earth-moving sexual encounter. Spent most of today over at Billy’s house. Sat in the bath for an hour and then slept on the grass getting sunburned for two or three.
It’s amazing how debilitating not having a bathroom can be.
I was about to hit the “send” button (these notes are posted via email) when I remembered the Seven-of-Nine and Janeway love stories… I’m guessing it’s mostly women who write this stuff, so Aisnley and Sam sounded like a good candidate. A quick Google later and voilà
I love you, Ainsley Hayes. I love that you never let up, I love that you're passionate about what you believe in, I love how you were with Theresa and Paloma, how you and Mom are with one another. Sam, People are staring at us. I think they want us to board so they can take off. They're staring? Uh huh, Then let's give them something to look at. Sam grabbed her and pulled her close for an earth shattering kiss. There's going to be TALK, Sam, she said when he broke the kiss. Do you care? Let's give them something to talk about. Ainsley grabbed his tie and pulled him in for another tender kiss. Eventually, they boarded the plane to thunderous applause.