I need backup from sensible people on the factual status of a trivial issue of great importance:
John Goodman does not provide the narration for those incredibly repetitive Vonage tv commercials. It's some other guy who sounds a little bit like John Goodman.
Right? It's so not him. Go tell jovia this.
Hey guess what? I live in North Carolina now. It's pretty sweet, and by sweet I mean totally awesome. Not NC specifically, but me getting to live here with my best friend-- the aforementioned factually challenged member-- that part is fucking rad. NC isn't bad either, it's about 20 degrees warmer here and that's fine with me.
I need a job, though. I'm going out tomorrow to get some more applications. So far most of my attempts to go be productive have been thwarted by bouts of highly proficient mid afternoon sex, but pretty soon the empty sucking sound from my wallet will be undeniable and I will be thankful for a taste of c.r.e.a.m. from the runt end of the wage slave teat. But right now I'm sitting here satisfied and sedated as a blissed out satyr.
Also, I'm high. Shocking, I know.
I haven't been on SG practically at all since I got here. I know I'm missing all the good stuff. You guys are probably having kinky swinger parties with curious bi-couples looking on message boards for hot girls who want to party, A/S/L? Well, so am I, but I still miss reading about it all on SG. Though it is nice to be browsing the site on a completely functional computer with working parts, for once. Even a webcam. One of these days I'm going to fire that bastard up and let you all glimpse the unspeakable radness that is my rather sedentary usage of the internet.
In the meantime, I'm going to continue with my hedonism and indulge another audiovisual delicacy from a bygone era:
How could I not love a girl that surprises me with the collected Sledge Hammer DVD set?
My fortune from the chinese buffet fortune cookie yesterday:
"Constant grinding can turn an iron rod into a needle."
John Goodman does not provide the narration for those incredibly repetitive Vonage tv commercials. It's some other guy who sounds a little bit like John Goodman.
Right? It's so not him. Go tell jovia this.
Hey guess what? I live in North Carolina now. It's pretty sweet, and by sweet I mean totally awesome. Not NC specifically, but me getting to live here with my best friend-- the aforementioned factually challenged member-- that part is fucking rad. NC isn't bad either, it's about 20 degrees warmer here and that's fine with me.
I need a job, though. I'm going out tomorrow to get some more applications. So far most of my attempts to go be productive have been thwarted by bouts of highly proficient mid afternoon sex, but pretty soon the empty sucking sound from my wallet will be undeniable and I will be thankful for a taste of c.r.e.a.m. from the runt end of the wage slave teat. But right now I'm sitting here satisfied and sedated as a blissed out satyr.
Also, I'm high. Shocking, I know.
I haven't been on SG practically at all since I got here. I know I'm missing all the good stuff. You guys are probably having kinky swinger parties with curious bi-couples looking on message boards for hot girls who want to party, A/S/L? Well, so am I, but I still miss reading about it all on SG. Though it is nice to be browsing the site on a completely functional computer with working parts, for once. Even a webcam. One of these days I'm going to fire that bastard up and let you all glimpse the unspeakable radness that is my rather sedentary usage of the internet.
In the meantime, I'm going to continue with my hedonism and indulge another audiovisual delicacy from a bygone era:
How could I not love a girl that surprises me with the collected Sledge Hammer DVD set?
My fortune from the chinese buffet fortune cookie yesterday:
"Constant grinding can turn an iron rod into a needle."
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im mot planning on being too terribly sober for the next few, so worry not about me.
but thanks, seriously. thanks.