fall has finally fallen and it's not even 21 days into the sacred month of september. although it's my favorite time of year, it's my least favorite time of year to be sleeping alone and snuggleless. but alas poor whoreratio, i've got toby the bear (who is actually a dog, i just call 'em bear) and boo! the cat to apply generous amounts of loving to me whilst i snooze. and cleaning up stray pet hairs is much easier than being with a woman. or a man for that sake. a girl that i'm friends with that has a boy's name keeps insisting that i'm gay for the solitary reason that i've dated many women and have never been satisfied. i think she just wants to watch cute boys get it on. eck. i find that as arrousing as pregnancy. which i will take a moment to say: pregnancy isn't beautiful and it doesn't make you glow. it makes your ankles swell and your ass grow like a wildabeast with an insatiable appetite to match.
okay, now that the sun is setting it's time to start my day. i think i will throw up some and then skate to get some coffee and throw up some more.
okay, now that the sun is setting it's time to start my day. i think i will throw up some and then skate to get some coffee and throw up some more.
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olsen:
So you've picked the 'leave-Olsen-sullied' option?
olsen:
It means I think in grossly abstract terms. Basically, good choice on the Sigur Ros listing for favourite bands.