conspirator

In one week I'll be the big THREE-OH.
Is it wrong that all I want for my birthday is a loving blowjob? It's all that I've been able to think about.
I fucking hate being alone.

This was my dream the other night:
So I go to the movie theater to see The Dukes of Hazard 2 because I want to see Jessica Simpson naked and fourty-feet high. Someone went with me, but I don't remember who...I just know it was a she.
Shortly after the movie begins people start leaving because they are absoutley appauled by how awful the movie...
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Apparently I have returned from the dead.

I don't feel like a zombie though. My skin seems to be in good condition. No bleeding sores or gashes. I can travel, on foot, faster than a slow walk. I have full speaking abilities. I don't crave brains, though I do want to bite someone.

No one seems to be hunting me.

Well, unfortunately I must cancel my account. Hopefully, I will return again soon...
byebye, Everyone here has been fantastic...

Happy Friday!

Eh.
I can't stand being sick. It's been like a week and my head is still clogged up.
I think I may see the new Matrix film tomorrow, er later today, for a bit of an escape from my apartment..I've forgotten what fresh air is like.

Also...HAPPY BIRTHDAY SIS!

BEST QUOTE EVER!:
"I didn't mind paying an arm and a leg...but I am really going to miss my penis."

Here's nothing like the taste and the wrath of a naked woman...

Sweaty & Recovering,
conspirator

Not a smoldering hell...More like a lemony idiosyncrasy...

I'm not 100% but finally, finally I have some energy back. I've been exhausted and stuffy-headed for what seemed like forever.
Nevertheless, I've decided I need to do more photography. My art has become predominately sculpture-related, which I'm not disappointed by but there are things I'd like to do with photography...my current idea is nude/sexuality studies.

woah...