I almost passed out once during an orgasm. It was with the Violinist in the attic of her grandparents' house. Attic is probably overstating it; it was more like a crawlspace that had ambitions of becoming an actual room, but never really grew that far. Basically it was a small, cramped room, filled with all kinds of junk and always at least ten degrees hotter than the rest of the house. At any rate, one day during the summer a number of years back I'd helped her grandfather put in a fence on what was one of the hottest days of the summer.
I came in overheated after we'd finished. The Violinist found me in the kitchen, desperately trying to cool off. She took my hand and dragged up into the attic. It was impossibly hot up there, but she persisted and, well, I really can't say no. We probably should've stopped when sweat started raining off of me; it was like I'd sprung a leak or something. My clothes were completely soaked and my eyes were burning. I'll never forget being poised above her, coming, and getting so dizzy that I collapsed on top of her and accidentally hit her head with my own. I'd nearly passed out from dehydration. An interesting memory.
Madame Garfield;
i have missed you so. thank you for the wOOT enlightenment. i was wondering what to call guys with a below average sperm count. here are my facts:
-according to my Dr., i am healthy as a horse, but if this is so, than why do i feel like shit all of the time?
-i made mini books and have my stuff for painting, but am having an artist block at to what to paint and fill the books with.
-i am still unemployed, so i am cashless
-as soon as my SG check arrives, i will be able to afford a new tattoo too
-i live in a great apartment, which is turned into a shithole by the roomate from hell, who unfortunately cant be kicked out, cause his daddy owns the building
i await for more news from the Roamingworth estate. give Gwendolyn a hug for me.
my love to all,
Katinka
I am healthy but fatening (up to one forty)
I drew a really weird looking hamster
My unemployment was lowered
I might finally get two new tattoos
I live in a cold comfortable basement already
you know what? I just realized that I'm going to be out of town from july 18th to august 20-something. That means my room will be vacated for your crashing purposes if you need it. So if you need it, let me know.
(these are the random thoughts that keep popping up in my head preventing me from sleeping. hope you're feeling better.)
ugh. boys are stupid when they don't return phone calls. grocery shopping was fun. I like doing errands with friends. it turns life from "mundane" to FUNDANE!
so I guess you're not "bad" in that lovable Michael Jackson kind of way?
1. Go to http://world.altavista.com/
2. Type a sentence.
3. Translate it into German.
4. Translate the German back into English.
5. Repeat steps 3 & 4, for good measure.
6. Post the original sentence and the final translation in my journal.
Here, I'll go first.
Original sentence: I drove as fast as I could, and Lindsay threw oranges at pedestrians.
Spent the evening cooped up in his bedroom, behind closed door, with my laptop. I hate, hate, HATE (did I mention: HATE!!!) being ignored by my significant other at social gatherings. Especially when it's a gathering of HIS friends, at HIS place.
I got tired of talking to strangers. I was getting a headache. I wanted them to leave so we could curl up in... Read More
I came in overheated after we'd finished. The Violinist found me in the kitchen, desperately trying to cool off. She took my hand and dragged up into the attic. It was impossibly hot up there, but she persisted and, well, I really can't say no. We probably should've stopped when sweat started raining off of me; it was like I'd sprung a leak or something. My clothes were completely soaked and my eyes were burning. I'll never forget being poised above her, coming, and getting so dizzy that I collapsed on top of her and accidentally hit her head with my own. I'd nearly passed out from dehydration. An interesting memory.