vaespoony

But if you don't update your blog, how will I know what's going on in your life? There's just no other way!

That's one ritzy coat there. It kind of reminds me of the female singer of Lacuna Coil, especially the back of it. Is "Here Come the Drums" that song the Master played on the stereo? I don't remember the song itself, but I do remember liking it. The scene was just so toe-tappingly tragic, or perhaps tragically toe-tapping.

Depressed was the wrong word. I just bitch a lot more than I used to. As for jobs, I got a thing in the mail saying Papa John's is hiring delivery drivers, and I'm going to head to a temp agency, since I at least have the marketable ability to type really fucking fast.

A Macskander hug actually sounds good. He looks like he'd make me feel safe.

Not quite now, since I may need to keep my normal hair for Wednesday, but I share the sentiment. On that note, would you like to give me a hand with it?

I did have fun. Would've liked a touch more (read: any) of Guitar Hero, but no complaints. Thanks, I was proud of my work, especially the hand-shaped streak. I may not wash it actually. And you looked good too, I thought the ties were really cool. Sorry no one stayed. You'll just have to spike the alcohol next time. And I too wish I had done more (read: any) groping last night as well.

Ah, Spot, lovely...

I am never coming over to your place again and this is the closest I've come to fully meaning it!

I wonder, is the condom enough, or would Kryptonite spermicide be necessary?

i had a brown widow spider nesting on the bottom corner of my front door a couple years back.

it's one of 10,000 reasons i can't wait to move the hell out of florida.

Every time you bring up stuff like this I can't help but wonder, "Why the hell am I still fine with coming over to your house?!?"

At least you got hot chicks in very little clothing letting you take pictures of them. I'm still waiting around trying to attain that myself.

Good that it wasn't bad. In fact, I think that goes by definition. Well, I suppose I'm ignoring neutral, but I stand by my initial statement.

Thanks for the offer, but I won't need any more Looney Tunes on my arms, as I don't expect to come across any more needle-wielding nurses.

And thanks for the other offer, but any pain I get comes on gradually, so I can comfortably be on my feet long enough to make a run to the CVS or do whatever. But again, thank you.

And I've always been the first to say that I'm a crappy driver, but I say the girl who wouldn't move shares some of the blame.

Happy Birthday!

I was thinking about you yesterday. For no reason. Vaespoony just popped in my head.

Also, more about the tits and the ass.

neat!

I'm actually going to have a table at megacon for my web-comic, so make sure to stop by.

i have never really listened to this band, but i really like the song light and day.