fierhauk

You're right, you DO need an update. It's been nearly a month.

I go on vacation for a month and you disappear, too. Coincidence? I think not.


I think you're my stalker.

(one of my stalkers)

Thanks for the very nice
words about the journals

it's a free space, and i
just tend to go off into
things that shook me up
once upon a time which
i never really wrote about
before

anyway maybe see you
around SGSF if the guy
at the door excepts my
admittance request?


all best wishes, Drago (Bob Callahan)

I'm drunk right now. However, you would probably never know because regardless of how drunk I get, I always proofread what I write. Right now, I am drunk enough for dyslexia to kick in. Htat's right.

it's been enough days. where are you? I'm so used to seeing you online all the time, that I miss you when you're not.

come back. i want you to show me how to get software for my jukebox.

did you notice how jealous tina was? oops.

Sounds like good times.

Why do I so easily turn women off, for no apparent reason, that's what I'd like to know. No matter how interested a woman starts out from the gates, and no matter what I do nor how I do it, everything goes down in flames shortly thereafter. In other words, I wish I had your problem.

hahahhahaahaa Darwin fish is awesome!!!

Getting hammered is the universal cure because, naturally, it hammers the nails in life. Sometimes it hammer it too well and you must pry it out. Today, Monday morning, when I woke up I was still hungover from Saturday.

Huh, that was the first time someone has ever posted drunk to my profile. I'll return the favor next time I get a chance.

Does journal streaking work with the ladies?

1. Let me think. If I killed myself I would not realize the consequences for I would be dead, and if I killed myself in the right way it would give me an intense euphoria right before passing out, e.g. autoerotic asphxiation. And there is no such thing as a premature death, because we die when we die, no sooner no later. On the other hand, if I killed my mother, there would be the opportunity for me to have more experiences, for better or for worse, but with tremendous guilt. So... I would say I would rather kill myself. If you go out in life, go out with a bang.
2. That has happened before. They are always taken and I am never successful.
3. Travel the world, pack on the adventures such as swimming in open waters with a great white shark, fall in love once, and have sex the night before I died.

you know it's only a few weeks til the big bbq weekend? Are you counting down the days til you see me?

Ya know my Holly is coming, for sure. She will be my chaperone.

I want you so bad,
The thought is driving me mad
Like a cat on the prowl,
You come when you want
And not when I call

So sly, so pretty,
I wanna steal all the keys to your city
Tight skirt, skinny leg,
You make a bad dog sit up and beg

You're everything I want,
Everything I need
Come in out of the cold, pretty woman,
Spend the night with me

Oh, you're so fine
Oh, I wanna make your mine all mine,
'Til the end of time,
Baby, you're so fine

You're so hot with body heat,
You cause a fire walking down the street
You got class, you got style,
The girls don't like it,
But, the boys go wild

I heard rumor that you were in the desert for six months. Did you fuck any camels? You know it's like prison sex in desert.. it doesn't count as gay.... or beastiality in this case.

haha... he has to wear a big shirt to cover up the big titties. Actually it's not a tshirt, it's some kind of tunic thing that he wore under his chainmail.

You know I love the dorks.