carnalascetic

I cracked my knee twice on a hardwood bed frame today like a jackass. I grated my finger on some of the glass tile we're setting. Bloody but don't look too bad now I guess. I then proceeded to jack my ankle somehow when I got out of a shower we were mudding. My arm is bruised all crazy-like from where the butcher nurse took blood from me yesterday. Somebody kiss my wounds and make 'em better. Waaaaaa.

Hah, besides limping around like a gimp, I decided to toss up another thing I wrote years ago. Enjoy...or not:

Id envisioned an altar dedicated to you. Id take office of High Priest: Reverend Carnal-Ascetic of the 4th degree shedding-wing. With taped on Pan-like horns and shaven Yak hair affixed to my legs Id bow submissively before your altar. Four, being the number of wholeness, candles would burn 24 hrs. a day; therewith illuminating a plethora of Babylonian gods and goddesses. These figures would be surrounded by an almost and somewhat disturbing amount of phallic sculpture. I would never really understand why the heavy use of phallic icons, but I had learned to move beyond it. Id learned Sanskrit so I could talk dirty to you in a dead language. Id also hired a Japanese schoolgirl to come by and wash the Polaroid photo of you on the altar with Windex. Of course shed be topless with her school uniform skirt on. I again dont know how this really pertains to your altarIts probably just more of a perverted fantasy of mineOoops, I guess I betrayed my sacred office. So maybe the altar thing isnt a good ideabut how about your own circus trained pit viper? Well, Id buy one for you right now but my credit card accounts are frozen I spent my last dollar on hardcore, genital plunging pornbut I swear, youre my goddess and Ill prove it to youjust give me 3 weeks to get my finances in order.

Anyways, sooooo sleepy. I put up some more lake pics. More are on there way. Laters n' much