Well just about back to normal here. Can find my way around this victorian odessey.
Most of the friends are back! Thanks for all of the sweet and sincere welcome backs. Next time more lipstick!
MIA: 3AM, Bella420, Brixton, FridgeMagnet, DoodleBug and Sindy.
And even made a new friend, solely for "creepy school teacher looking up the dress" reasons... Elf!! No to mention my favorite neurotic bull-dyke with hebrew on her wrist that reads, "I fuck pandas in the ass..." mohawk_junkie. I would also like to mention that FistFuck is one of the sweetest, most delightful, people I have met... dont let her screen name decieve you - although I will buy some latex gloves just in case.
In my absence some blogs were piling up, so let me fill you in subrosa-style:
10-zo. I saw the neurologist today.
Ok, spoilers for personal issues.
9-zee. I am on the road
The weather in colorado is delightful. Sort of makes me wish I was a college student like most of youse. However, I am just never here. I am committed to a project in Houston through the end of the year and leave Sunday afternoons, only to return Friday evenings - then I weave in my own clients. This week I am headed off to Orlando for two days, then Miami to see mi familia (oy vey), then off to Houston for the week. Should do a stop in Boston too. These seventy hour work weeks dont allow me to have a life.
8-er from Decator. It fell apart
Well, so much for surprising Sid with a beautiful loft apartment over looking the Charles. I did not get the job I was interviewing for in Boston. They felt that I would be frustrated with the beurocracy and lack of entrepreneuriasm and am looking for a more senior position. They were right... but something has to give. I would like to go home after work once in a while...
Yo! 7!. The damn injury
The worst thing about this nerve injury is that by destroying my tongue, it eliminates the three things I enjoy the most - 1) eating, 2) sticking my tongue out at people (I almost blacked out) and 3) well that dont seem to happen much anyhow.
6er. If we are not married by the time we are thirty
Well we gave it a good shot. But then she came for a weekend, and from the second she got here - I couldnt wait for her to leave. Every mannerism just pissed me off - and apparently I made her feel like she was intruding. She sure was cute when she was 23, but at 34 - maybe we should have grown into each others quirks.
5-alive. Introduce _panda_ to hot, single...
cha-cha, yum-yums with bandankadonkdonk all up in my fashizzle for real you'all, enough already... I am cute, professional, kind, paternal and financially secure - what else can you want. Something has got to give, I am tired of being alone - and I have such maternal pangs!
Pho!. On the lookout for old school hip hop
Panda popping body rocking doopity doo. Gunslinging, party pooping, sniffing glue. Guys, I really need an MP3 version of these two songs. If any of you are DJs can you hook a furrie up.
-------- Strafe - Set it off
-------- Young (3) MCs - F-R-E-S-H (yo thats fresh).
Tree. And dont a boy need this too!
Too. All Trim
Got the hairs cut at Floyds today. Sort of the SG of Barber Shops - all the girls got tattoos and stuff. Funny thing is the girls apparently are upset with me, cause I was teasing one of the girls and she thought we were going to go out... but when she said sure, I thought she was just kidding around cause she lives with a big mean guy... so I got stuck with a 1986 Fly-girl cutting my hair into jerri curls while they played lionel ritchie (wha, huh).
One! One is the loneliest number that you ever will see.
Will someone please give George Bush a blow job so we can impeach him!
Nothing but love for you all... gosh this was a long one.
Set it off... come on and set it off...
*hugs*
Taban