ok first things first....
if there is some one on your friends list you would like to take you, strip you naked, tie you to a bed post, lick you until you scream, then fuck you until your both senseless and unable to fuck anymore, then wait five minutes and do it all over again, then post this exact sentence in YOUR journal.
(taken from - groove on divas)
A little crude, but I actually have a person/or/persons who do appear on my yahoo IM list that I wouldn't mind having a hellofa bed room time with, just to see how they stack up physically as well as mentally. - I'll leave ya'll to guess amongst yourselves who.
And after reading a recent post on another friends' blog. I'm starting to realize more and more why I am the last person who should have a blog. And yet I'll keep typing anyways.
It's so strange, how life can die off and then revive it's self, all by it's self, leaving us no real control. I've tried in the past few months to resurrect my life and have failed over and over again. Mostly due to the fact that I'm allot like Constatine in the sense that, If I'm not helping someone, then I'm sitting at home or in a bar drinking. Well he's more of a coffee and smoke, but those things'll kill ya :P
- by the way, cigarettes and coffee, good movie, but not if you have the attention span of a house fly, so if you like garden state and napoleon dynamite, then by all means rent it -
So anyways, tried, failed, tried and failed. Then one day I find myself involved in a conversation about Black Hope House, and trying to explain that though building over an old "slave cemetery" with all of it's voodooliciousness is bad, an Indian Burial ground can be much worse, and no I'm not being byest. And this week I'm digging and searching like crazy to construct a decent astrological profile for two co workers, while at the same time I spent an hour on the phone last night with a guy, who by the way I'm going on a date with tonight, talking about Jim Lee and Batman. I'm even learning html in my free time on the computer, which these moments are few and farther between. I've written a song, began a venture into scratch art. And even find my political views beginning to sway for the first time in over a decade, just don't tell my folks, it would crush them. I still hate liberals (the majority of the nut cases, but c'mon rightys - what the hell are some of ya'll thinking) Now if I can just get an apartment, my life could be in full swing by October, in time for Ren Fest.
And by then, I may have even concurred a few of my Yahoo IM hotties :D
whatever tomorrow brings, spiral out and wave on
cheers darlings'
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"And after reading a recent post on another friends' blog. I'm starting to realize more and more why I am the last person who should have a blog."
And why would that be?
The average bloggers seem to either inform or bitch... either way they do so in a creative or stylistic manner that drives people to return to them again and again... In the past I've had people tell me, face to face (some times I wish they would just post it) how the early stuff was the "good stuff" in my blog. Making it increasingly obvious that my life as of current lacks either the creativity or style.
Seems like all I have to blog about is music, occasionally and myself - and due to the above, I feel I'm lack the energy to entertain the masses.. All 5 of you at last count.
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