For the past couple of weeks I've been feeling rather asexual. Meaning nothing has turned me on. Nothing. Usually there is someone something that I dig but I have been in a slump. The usualy oasis of romance novels are just plain boring.
I went to go see Step Up with a friend, fully expecting it to be mediocre. Which granted it was, but it was awesome in a great dance scenes, hot eye candy sort of way. I now find myself the new owner of a crush on the ghetto white boy in the movie. I think his name is Channing, which is rather amusing. So crisis of asexuality over, and I can dream about someone once again.
Also
I watched Gone with the Wind today and I must admit its an awesome movie. Epic comes to mind. I walked around for hours saying 'Fiddle dee dee' and putting my best southern belle act on. Its catching man.
I went to go see Step Up with a friend, fully expecting it to be mediocre. Which granted it was, but it was awesome in a great dance scenes, hot eye candy sort of way. I now find myself the new owner of a crush on the ghetto white boy in the movie. I think his name is Channing, which is rather amusing. So crisis of asexuality over, and I can dream about someone once again.
Also
I watched Gone with the Wind today and I must admit its an awesome movie. Epic comes to mind. I walked around for hours saying 'Fiddle dee dee' and putting my best southern belle act on. Its catching man.
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"For the past couple of weeks I've been feeling rather asexual. Meaning nothing has turned me on. Nothing. Usually there is someone something that I dig but I have been in a slump. The usualy oasis of romance novels are just plain boring."
Okay, scenario:
Firefigher and Marine Corpsman travels to Canda to have first vacation in a few years, he knows nobody. Searches for Dire Memorial and finds asexual girl in a garden in the middle of nowhere....
p.s. I'm making fun, don't call the police, or mounties, or whatever they have near that lake.