I have to make this short, because tonight I'm getting laid. But before that, I'm taking my love on a date of food and wine, hoping to get him liquored up with enough blood warming fermented grapes to make passionate love on our new bed. It won't be the first time, and it won't by any means, be the last either.
I'm taking him out to spill some news. My parents are flying us both to Vegas in April for my birthday. My actual birthday isn't until May, but they figured it would be a really fun time for the both of us. Neither of us have been there, legal, and able to experience all the trashy fun Vegas has to offer, so I'm bursting at the seams to get out of Portland.
The boys and their record is so close to being done, and as soon as their album is available for sale, I'm forcing everyone to listen to it. I feel like it's something great. It's literally pop-metal, and if you don't know what that is, you will when you hear their stuff. Metal as fuck, with excellent hooks and amazing vocals. It will please your music buds. I suppose that's another reason I'm taking him out. In celebration of something great that he's about to put out into this world. It's the closest thing he has to a baby, and he's so fucking proud of it, and I love him so much that I can't help but support him and be equally excited for him.
Here he is with our chihuahua Chello on the snow day we had a month back.
Here's a picture from the gingerbread party I had back in December.
While the boys have been in the studio, I've tagged a long and been a quiet supporting girlfriend. I keep myself busy doing doodles of 1-legged girls getting fucked.
And illustrations of girls who have the bodies I can only dream of having.
Finally, a friend of a friend is doing a walk for Breast Cancer. If you would like to sponser her, Click here for more information.
Other than that, I spent Superbowl Sunday (my least favorite American trashy ass holiday ever) with one of my favorite ladies Ajilee, and her friends. We weren't really celebrating the sport, or the game, but merely that it's perfectly acceptable to be drinking in the middle of the day. Luh you grrl.
besos y pesos,
<3 Pistolita
p.s. lets all bow our heads and pray for a new set of yours truly very soon.
Updated 02/10/07 to add:
I have two musical guilty pleasures to announce.
1. The new FOB (yes, the abbreviation, because I'm honestly a 13 year old girl who's way too horny for her own good with a crush on them) songs up on their myspace page. Pete Wentz is still super hot. For a small guy.
2. Daughtry. Yes, I know it's a sin. That's why these are GUILTY pleasures. But fuck. I loved Christ Daughtry when he was trying to make it on American Idol. I knew he had a talented voice, even when they made him sing Stevie Wonder songs. So, naturally, I like to hear him in his comfort range.
Chris Daughtry and FOB: I love you (gangsta two taps to the heart, kiss on the hand, and peace sign)
I'm taking him out to spill some news. My parents are flying us both to Vegas in April for my birthday. My actual birthday isn't until May, but they figured it would be a really fun time for the both of us. Neither of us have been there, legal, and able to experience all the trashy fun Vegas has to offer, so I'm bursting at the seams to get out of Portland.
The boys and their record is so close to being done, and as soon as their album is available for sale, I'm forcing everyone to listen to it. I feel like it's something great. It's literally pop-metal, and if you don't know what that is, you will when you hear their stuff. Metal as fuck, with excellent hooks and amazing vocals. It will please your music buds. I suppose that's another reason I'm taking him out. In celebration of something great that he's about to put out into this world. It's the closest thing he has to a baby, and he's so fucking proud of it, and I love him so much that I can't help but support him and be equally excited for him.
Here he is with our chihuahua Chello on the snow day we had a month back.
Here's a picture from the gingerbread party I had back in December.
While the boys have been in the studio, I've tagged a long and been a quiet supporting girlfriend. I keep myself busy doing doodles of 1-legged girls getting fucked.
And illustrations of girls who have the bodies I can only dream of having.
Finally, a friend of a friend is doing a walk for Breast Cancer. If you would like to sponser her, Click here for more information.
Other than that, I spent Superbowl Sunday (my least favorite American trashy ass holiday ever) with one of my favorite ladies Ajilee, and her friends. We weren't really celebrating the sport, or the game, but merely that it's perfectly acceptable to be drinking in the middle of the day. Luh you grrl.
besos y pesos,
<3 Pistolita
p.s. lets all bow our heads and pray for a new set of yours truly very soon.
Updated 02/10/07 to add:
I have two musical guilty pleasures to announce.
1. The new FOB (yes, the abbreviation, because I'm honestly a 13 year old girl who's way too horny for her own good with a crush on them) songs up on their myspace page. Pete Wentz is still super hot. For a small guy.
2. Daughtry. Yes, I know it's a sin. That's why these are GUILTY pleasures. But fuck. I loved Christ Daughtry when he was trying to make it on American Idol. I knew he had a talented voice, even when they made him sing Stevie Wonder songs. So, naturally, I like to hear him in his comfort range.
Chris Daughtry and FOB: I love you (gangsta two taps to the heart, kiss on the hand, and peace sign)
VIEW 22 of 22 COMMENTS
jaybugg:
Thank you for putting it up, spread it around as much as you can, I really appreciate your help sweetheart, you're an angel
ladie:
Aw well thank you Pistolita! I had this girl do it who is definitely SG material but i always feel like such a scuzz ball asking women how they feel about full frontal nudity. i'll just keep keep having her do my hair untill i can ask. 