Also: In case you forgot, it's Hump Day.
This was quite possibly the most superficial and objectifying blog I've ever composed.
Being full of testosterone sucks.
Everything else is good, however. Work is (relatively) steady. Losing the middle. Starting to get guns. May get a new ride. Thinking of moving outside the States (again). I has a beard, you can no has.
[yesterday, via panoramic 'stitch' app]
Hope all is going well with you fine people.
p.s. I was going to link you to these really well-constructed and hilarious yet potentially offensive/creepy/gross flash game I came across (pun) during the weekend. "Why don't you share it, R3X?" you ask. Well. The title of the game should give you an idea why I withhold it from you:
I guess it needed an upgrade sometime?
Anyways, you know its name. You wanna play it, Google it.
I'll never be able to look at Samus Aran, Jill Valentine or Princess Peach the same way ever again.
i suspect we are operating in our sleep in some sort of parallel dream world.
C.R.A.Z.A.Y.
the beard looks manly.
i've heard of these gourmet food trucks and am extremely intrigued. i want to own one. although most of my cooking is only enjoyed those who love bacon and extreme spice hahaha
Who knows...the butts were pretty fab though!