damn the torpedoes...
in a few i'm going to re-begin the process of re-moving back to california. i must have some strange desire to keep returning, keep coming back from far off. truth be told, this time has been a cleverly disguised and successful mission on a suprisingly shortened timeline of only 6-8 months. or however long i've been here.
Packing all my shit, and driving to California. Convinced my lover, or was it her telling me.. one can never remember. by the end of this month, i'm home again, again.
again(?)
looking forward to planting my feet and buying a full on metric fukton of domesticity over the next year.
oh and.. i'll be godamned if Quinne isn't just the most pinchable, squeezable, hottie McCute, in the whole sg house.... damned i just want to name her George.
not that i can pinch or squeeze, but in theory anyway.
in a few i'm going to re-begin the process of re-moving back to california. i must have some strange desire to keep returning, keep coming back from far off. truth be told, this time has been a cleverly disguised and successful mission on a suprisingly shortened timeline of only 6-8 months. or however long i've been here.
Packing all my shit, and driving to California. Convinced my lover, or was it her telling me.. one can never remember. by the end of this month, i'm home again, again.
again(?)
looking forward to planting my feet and buying a full on metric fukton of domesticity over the next year.
oh and.. i'll be godamned if Quinne isn't just the most pinchable, squeezable, hottie McCute, in the whole sg house.... damned i just want to name her George.
not that i can pinch or squeeze, but in theory anyway.