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My weekend ruled.

My special lady friend RULES.

My new bed fucking RULES!

The beach at Alki Point rules.

Breaking the throttle cable in the Rally on the way back from the beach in 40 degree cold does not rule in any way, shape, or form.

Thank you for your attention.


Feb. 24th, 2003 05:29 pm (UTC)
My new bed fucking RULES!

Erm, somehow I read this wrong... I read it with "bed fucking" as a phrase. "Bed-fucking." Not like fucking a bed, but like it was some sport, fucking in bed, as opposed to couch-fucking, or shower-fucking, or kitchen-counter-fucking, or middle-of-the-coffee-table-amid-a-pile-of-beer-cans-and-magazines-fucking, or can't-make-it-home-slammed-up-against-a-wall-hair-pulling...errr

*ahem* (note to self: let's not get carried away just cuz it's been awhile!)

Anyway, yeah. So I'm thinking, "your new bed-fucking"? like, what, you think you INVENTED the shit? I mean I know we all get all kinds of happy and glowy and shit when we're getting some, but ya DAMNED sure didn't invent it!



So, we now know where MY mind is.

Straight in the gutter.

Feb. 24th, 2003 06:36 pm (UTC)
Dude, I might as well have invented it!

Feb. 24th, 2003 07:15 pm (UTC)

Yeah, yeah, brag brag brag...

She's one lucky lady. You're a good catch. And damned funny, too. Nice to see someone all happy n stuff. Seems like a lot of people I know who are in relationships right now are allll kinds of miserable. You guys give me a little bit of encouragement that maybe just *maybe* it isn't always better to be single. ;-)

Allright, enough of that,

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