dude! cub has rock star hair! his cuteness just rocketed past reasonable limits. www.happytreefriends.com for more on this matter.
i've spent all day looking like white trailer trash in my "grumpy's truck parts" shirt that already had mystery stains adorning the front when it was handed down to me from my uncle. my uncle looks like a hell's angel biker with a 3 foot long beard. you think i'm kidding. i'm not. unfortunately it was the only clean thing left. tomorrow. laundry.
i say we all pitch in and hire consuela a secret monkey ninja army. if any one deserves exclusive control of mass poo-flinging choas it's her.
i need to take pictures of random pretty girls. speaking of pictures of random pretty girls. my x-gf up in portland just emailed me a picture of a naked chick wearing purple stocking leaning back all sexi on a piano. tell me what you think. http://con.members-here.com/jokers_x/jx031/jx031-075.l.jpg
why do girls do shit like that? just when you are getting good at convincing yourself that being friends is what you really want they have to do sweet little erotic things like that to fuck with your head. ARG! but it's a nice picture so i'm not complaining too much.
dude. i miss being a kid. before sex was so flipping important and i had to go through such extraordinary efforts to obtain it. when all i needed was the elements and my imagination. that cocky knowledge that i was a diestic power and could create worlds or lay great civilizations to waste as the mood took me.
apnea is the hottest thing i've ever seen.
why does drinking coffee black make me feel more like a man? damn. now i feel like smoking. oh shit. smoking weed with cage until 3 in the morning was such a beautifully fucked up thing to do to my brain. i haven't laughed so fucking hard in forever. man. i miss that boy. awful nice of him to hook me up. too bad he lives WAY the fuck out in mesa. smoking, laughing, eating at IHOP, and formulating secret societies .....my idea of a perfect date.
music. still writing my new ragtime piece. parts of it are still eluding me. i'm sure that scott joplin is turning in his grave but it's just so damn fun to play. i think i'm falling in love with jumping basslines. mmmmmm. jinnifer has nifty recorder/mix program on her laptop. maybe one day i can lay down some tracks with her. first though i must get my piano fixed. damn middle "D" key. it's like my keyboard is flipping me off. last thursday i played with jon and tracey at the paisley violin. fun stuff. pulled off "manic". woo! i was thrashing around on jon's keyboard. hah. i think he was worried that i was going to break it.
i wanna look good naked! more bike riding. weight lifting. hmmm.
picked up two more ranma 1/2 books. god i love takahashi. she makes me laugh so much. ha! samurai comics rocks my socks.
okay. now i'm just rambling. mmm. maybe i'll try turning out a poem.
i've spent all day looking like white trailer trash in my "grumpy's truck parts" shirt that already had mystery stains adorning the front when it was handed down to me from my uncle. my uncle looks like a hell's angel biker with a 3 foot long beard. you think i'm kidding. i'm not. unfortunately it was the only clean thing left. tomorrow. laundry.
i say we all pitch in and hire consuela a secret monkey ninja army. if any one deserves exclusive control of mass poo-flinging choas it's her.
i need to take pictures of random pretty girls. speaking of pictures of random pretty girls. my x-gf up in portland just emailed me a picture of a naked chick wearing purple stocking leaning back all sexi on a piano. tell me what you think. http://con.members-here.com/jokers_x/jx031/jx031-075.l.jpg
why do girls do shit like that? just when you are getting good at convincing yourself that being friends is what you really want they have to do sweet little erotic things like that to fuck with your head. ARG! but it's a nice picture so i'm not complaining too much.
dude. i miss being a kid. before sex was so flipping important and i had to go through such extraordinary efforts to obtain it. when all i needed was the elements and my imagination. that cocky knowledge that i was a diestic power and could create worlds or lay great civilizations to waste as the mood took me.
apnea is the hottest thing i've ever seen.
why does drinking coffee black make me feel more like a man? damn. now i feel like smoking. oh shit. smoking weed with cage until 3 in the morning was such a beautifully fucked up thing to do to my brain. i haven't laughed so fucking hard in forever. man. i miss that boy. awful nice of him to hook me up. too bad he lives WAY the fuck out in mesa. smoking, laughing, eating at IHOP, and formulating secret societies .....my idea of a perfect date.
music. still writing my new ragtime piece. parts of it are still eluding me. i'm sure that scott joplin is turning in his grave but it's just so damn fun to play. i think i'm falling in love with jumping basslines. mmmmmm. jinnifer has nifty recorder/mix program on her laptop. maybe one day i can lay down some tracks with her. first though i must get my piano fixed. damn middle "D" key. it's like my keyboard is flipping me off. last thursday i played with jon and tracey at the paisley violin. fun stuff. pulled off "manic". woo! i was thrashing around on jon's keyboard. hah. i think he was worried that i was going to break it.
i wanna look good naked! more bike riding. weight lifting. hmmm.
picked up two more ranma 1/2 books. god i love takahashi. she makes me laugh so much. ha! samurai comics rocks my socks.
okay. now i'm just rambling. mmm. maybe i'll try turning out a poem.
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Glad we're talking again. Let's not let the distance happen again...or I will lock you in a cage in and keep you in my closet.
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