Monday Apr 14, 2003

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I had it. Then Iost it. Oh, yes, here; Having recently been bitch-slapped by the great hand of my own unemployed sloth, I decided I ought to take proactive measures to stave off my creeping malaise. Nothing worked.

Gag me with a spoon.
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roamingaround:
I like to think of laughter as a mood ENHANCER (of course, it's never nice to hear during the disrobing process---but any time afterwards is legit).

Sometimes I laugh when I come. I wonder what my bedfellows are thinking when that happens...I'm always too embarassed to ask... shocked
60ftqueenie:
thats why its fantasy... I dont even have enough energy at themoment to fuck my boyfriend....hahahahah dvda

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