neodrunk

So you're a fan of the Skyway, huh? I miss having a place like that around, though if I remember, there's another place somewhere that's even more deliciously trashy!
But it was fun that I went to the Skyway with my gay friend, and the stripper was distraught that she got nothing but pleasant conversation out of him.
Me, I just sat in the corner and observed the scene...

yes, my son, start sucking.

Dood, girls talk their way through stuff. It's another....... cycle they go through. They figure stuff out WHILE they talk about it. Guys on the other hand, we think about stuff, try and foresee the future of it, reach (what we think is) a sound solution and just grunt, or talk like we've figured everything out already. It's really more about free association with girls, or women if you will. I know i will, i love girls/women. My dad usta say, "Little buddy (he called me little buddy all the time...that and poopdecker or bugga-boo-buddy...long story) the only thing we have in common with women is that we walk upright and have two legs, otherwise everything about us is pretty much different" I've never forgotten his words, mostly cuz he has one of those voices that just makes ya cringe cuz it's so deep and biblical, but also because it's strangly right on. I mean, they got an innie, we got an outtie, ying yang, that kinda thing. Anyfuck, remember in Jerry Maguire when Cuba Gooding Jr. said, "Jerry, ya gotta LISTEN to the woman" that shit is right on. It's so easy to get into the bad habit of just process what they're saying or where they're going as they say it. When we climb out of ourselves and realize that most woman are much more evolved than men when it comes right down to it, it becomes 'all good'. We're passing up a valubable resource for catching up to their curve. And i gotta say, i love the curves, hehe.. I know i'm rambling here, but i'm on a roll. Seriously tho, there you were with two women who felt comfortable enough around you to talk about their cycle. If it was just them intentionally being gross about it for your benefit, that's one thing. But if they were openly talking about it, isn't that flattering in a sense? The changes their bodies go through, the fluctuations minute by minute, day by day, the emotions involved. They don't even understand everything about it themselves!

To make a long story short (which is too late for that now) seize these opportunities in the future, Johnny. Have a tape recorder at the ready, take copious mental notes if you can. We need to put ourselves in their shoes once in a while. Even if it's that time of month and the shoes don't fit cuz our feet are swollen. We have to push the envelope to evolve, drag our caveman grunting friends along with us if we can. Sure we'll fail, fall on our faces, get laughed at. But we're putting forth the effort, man. The bottomline is, more open minded listening, just absorb it like a sponge, almost like when you're starting a book. Woman are wonderful never ending creatures, so don't anticipate an ending...or gawd forbid....a climax ~cough~ but just like a book, in later chapters, sometimes everything you've experienced/read/listened to, all comes together and makes a little more sense. One more step on the never ending staircase towards sponge-worthy evolution.

Now i dare you to re-think your goal for the week.

huh?
(that's all i can say, galen took up all the room)

God, I hope so. If you're more of a woman than I, well, I'm checking for Adam's apple...

your mom's been felching me for weeks, I suppose it's time for me to return the favor... little bitch.

Boo to the Yeah! I think I might check out the Dan when they play here in the Granite State... yes, Big Time Artists really do play shows in this quaint state every now and then...

wow, who shit in your cheerios??

have a good weekend bender john.

my sneakers now run green with the blood of my lawn...



thanks for the kick in the ass, yo...

you mix a hell of a caucasian, jackie...

don't jinx me
sounds like tonight though
heehee

jerkoff.

eat me.

Ahh... Good ol' Smitty..
Always eloquently spoken. Something i've come to count on around here.

So how did the Concert/VikesGame/FantasyFootball/DrinkingBender go? Details man.. Over here it's house werk (realtor is comin to look at the place on Wednesday) so that's moving forward. Tomorrow, big job interview i'm excited about. Softball tonight. I thought it was over, but evidentally it's just begun... ~mumblin~

...youre gonna miss chuggin all that dick you chug...and i gotta admit, you chug a mean dick...sorry i get it in your hair all the time...is that what this is all about?...

hehe, i member sumpin bout you tellin me that amazed was a big shooter...

Welcome to da vagatarian club, bro.
Required reading before your first class?

Book : "Limp Lip Language"
Author : "Connie Linguistics"

Consult Smitty for fall tuition deadlines.

...ha ha...thanx dude...i needed a kick in the ass like that...

And...when did you become a woman?! Yeah, this is the "crosslake trip", but were going to Brainerd instead. Can't afford shit right now!!! So, we're going to spend Sunday in Crosslake...probably just to get one of those kick ass ice cream cones and sit at the beach...?

Was that concert at the Target Center? I went to the 311 show on Tuesday, and, fuck, spent $20 on 3 beers! exactly, WTF?!!

The sales thing i can do at my will and leisure. Ahh, working two jobs at once..that takes me back, lol.

Just think, soon i'll be drivin a hummer and have all my platinum cards maxed. Oh well, i can always call you for advice.. Have fun at Steely tonight.

...poop...

"think"
"might"
"possibly"

This is like finding the words "madcap, zanny and wacky" on the back of a movie at the rental place..

thanks for coming out with your bitch. she really should shave tho, people are gonna start talking.

and i can't believe you picked my fat ass up!! holy

I do have a dog. He's in Pennsylvania with my parents right now. I have been travelling a lot in the past few years...and he's a huge dog...well not anymore...he's lost sooo much weight. But My parents didn't think he'd do well in the city.

I'll miss him. He came to me almost ten years ago. He was already a few years old at that time. My dad can't even talk about it on the phone...my mom has to tell me what the vet has been saying. My Dad cries everytime I try to talk about it.

Arghhhh. So wednesday is the day. I'm very sad.

When's a good time to call you during the day?

My luck i'll call during the 5 minutes you actually work.