"dear diarrhea I'm droppin' some shit" --J-Live
a dollar. a dollar raise I didn't think was going to happen. oh yeah. ohhh yeah.
this means I'm going to get the digital camera I want without issue, with the fisheye lens for it. This means that someday soon an SB set will be shot and looked over and posted. Time to get nekkid. Actually, there will be two sets. One serious, one involving video games... you know who you are...
other than that, my fingers are cold and cheese dogs are bad because I could eat them all the time.
In unrelated news, if anyone in PDX wants to start a regular darts n' pints get together at the horse brass down on Belmont, I'm all for it. I might put up a thread somewhere about it, but who knows. Come on you blokes, get with the london standard pint and play some cricket with me.
there was this moment in my dream last night where I recognized someone who had only been a voice in my past, but now was there in the flesh, alluring and kissing me, tank and bra straps falling down her shoulder, and there's my finger, helping those straps back up, my voice telling her to keep that heat for a little while, that at the moment I needed my strength... but damn if those kisses didn't feel good. I want a pinky finger to hold as the pavement passes below scissoring legs.
but not a disembodied pinky. that might be a little slippery, and not quite as nice as the intimate walk I envisioned.
ahem.
what am I doing this weekend? cast your votes here.
a dollar. a dollar raise I didn't think was going to happen. oh yeah. ohhh yeah.
this means I'm going to get the digital camera I want without issue, with the fisheye lens for it. This means that someday soon an SB set will be shot and looked over and posted. Time to get nekkid. Actually, there will be two sets. One serious, one involving video games... you know who you are...
other than that, my fingers are cold and cheese dogs are bad because I could eat them all the time.
In unrelated news, if anyone in PDX wants to start a regular darts n' pints get together at the horse brass down on Belmont, I'm all for it. I might put up a thread somewhere about it, but who knows. Come on you blokes, get with the london standard pint and play some cricket with me.
there was this moment in my dream last night where I recognized someone who had only been a voice in my past, but now was there in the flesh, alluring and kissing me, tank and bra straps falling down her shoulder, and there's my finger, helping those straps back up, my voice telling her to keep that heat for a little while, that at the moment I needed my strength... but damn if those kisses didn't feel good. I want a pinky finger to hold as the pavement passes below scissoring legs.
but not a disembodied pinky. that might be a little slippery, and not quite as nice as the intimate walk I envisioned.
ahem.
what am I doing this weekend? cast your votes here.
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Hrm... it IS a gorgeous day out. Why don't you go to the ocean too?
I sometimes wish I had money or a private jet I could charter to fly people into Miami. Or, preferably, to fly out of Miami. I'm not kidding about the clubs, either. I have an in with the owners, and they let me in even though I'm not half as pretty or cool as most of the people they turn away at the door. I saw Iggy Pop there once. That was neat. And I see him a lot at shows at Churchill's, "the cradle of indie rock."
I have Nintendo. We will not play Duck Hunt, even though I have it. We could shoot clay shotputs, I suppose...
I'm silly.