hello, darlings.
still no takers on the "fuck-me-then-leave" proposition? who'd have thought that I'd have a bunch of boys asking for cuddle time? guess we're just blowing gender roles out of the water here on SG.
I wore a skirt and heels last night so I could admire my legs. then I ate dessert. little pleasures, kids.
then I finally went to see Good Night and Good Luck. I liked it, but the ending was so anticlimactic. Still, gotta love George Clooney for doing it. It made me feel shallow for planning on getting into the retail biz. but that certainly doesn't mean I have to give up writing or politics. maybe I'll be one of those people who gets rich and then buys their way into Congress. maybe I'll just donate scads of money to defeating Rick Santorum. is it weird that one of the major pluses about moving to Philly is getting to vote against him?
and my local indie theater that gets one movie at a time is getting Capote Thanksgiving week. so now I have to decide if I really want to see North Country (It's directed by a woman, so I need to) and Jarhead (it's got Peter Sarsgaard, so I will drool. and Jamie Foxx and Jake G. oh, the sexy boys.) and Walk the Line on the 18th. I love the movie season. I swear, the time between Thanksgiving and Christmas is entirely worth it just for the movies.
god, I don't want to do christmas shopping. luckily, I've got no friends in the immediate vicinity to worry about buying for. the good thing about being single during the holidays. the bad thing: no sex to burn off turkey calories.
did you thank a veteran today? I did.
if you're a comic reader, or even if you're not: check out DMZ #1 from Vertigo. Very good.
Nashville Pussy interview. It's the last one for a while, so getcher fill now.
Go look at Drake's new set. she rocks it.
still no takers on the "fuck-me-then-leave" proposition? who'd have thought that I'd have a bunch of boys asking for cuddle time? guess we're just blowing gender roles out of the water here on SG.
I wore a skirt and heels last night so I could admire my legs. then I ate dessert. little pleasures, kids.
then I finally went to see Good Night and Good Luck. I liked it, but the ending was so anticlimactic. Still, gotta love George Clooney for doing it. It made me feel shallow for planning on getting into the retail biz. but that certainly doesn't mean I have to give up writing or politics. maybe I'll be one of those people who gets rich and then buys their way into Congress. maybe I'll just donate scads of money to defeating Rick Santorum. is it weird that one of the major pluses about moving to Philly is getting to vote against him?
and my local indie theater that gets one movie at a time is getting Capote Thanksgiving week. so now I have to decide if I really want to see North Country (It's directed by a woman, so I need to) and Jarhead (it's got Peter Sarsgaard, so I will drool. and Jamie Foxx and Jake G. oh, the sexy boys.) and Walk the Line on the 18th. I love the movie season. I swear, the time between Thanksgiving and Christmas is entirely worth it just for the movies.
god, I don't want to do christmas shopping. luckily, I've got no friends in the immediate vicinity to worry about buying for. the good thing about being single during the holidays. the bad thing: no sex to burn off turkey calories.
did you thank a veteran today? I did.
if you're a comic reader, or even if you're not: check out DMZ #1 from Vertigo. Very good.
Nashville Pussy interview. It's the last one for a while, so getcher fill now.
Go look at Drake's new set. she rocks it.
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scooter11:
P.S. Nice picture!
scooter11:
That ended up being a decent game. Between Iginla, Tanguay, and Kipper, you couldn't have been unhappy. 