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April 2011

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my (our) books

Fool for Love When You Don't See Me

Someone Like You I'm Your Man

He's The One It Had To Be You

The Mammoth Book of New Gay Erotica Best Gay Erotica 2007

Best Gay Love Stories: New York City Best Gay Love Stories 2005

Three Fortunes In One Cookie The Deal

contact

If you have any of the above books and would like them signed, mail them to:

P.O. Box 131845, Houston, TX., 77219.

Please include three dollars for return postage.

Send email to timothyjlambert@gmail.com


Warning: This blog may contain homosexuals which in the states of California and Maine have been alleged to destroy the sanctity of marriage. Read at your own risk.



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Can't frickin' sleep at all. A while ago I was about to fall asleep when I distinctly heard someone say my name ever so softly, almost as if they were in my head. Of course it was in my head, but it seemed as though I was receiving a telepathic message. Kind of like someone was trying to wake me up. Of course I immediately sat up and clamped my jaw shut, in case Becky was in the room and trying to wake me. I didn't want to start screaming again for no apparent reason. But nobody was with me. Just Rex, fast asleep on the floor next to my bed, and he certainly wasn't talking to me.

I just had a bowl of granola and soy milk. Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, arf.

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