pb

thanks to all for the nice comments. made the experience a bit less...bashful for me.

so what am i going to do about it all? well, sit alone in my box and drink chocolate soy milk and have a bag o popcorn and watch Dawn of the Dead director's cut. i feel like i should be out there in the cold, the wild--hunting up some companionship. the little ravening beast inside me wants me to do that.

but come on, its Dawn of the Dead baby!

what would really be rad is if there were a certain someone here to fight over the soy milk and hersheys and to watch the DVD with.

sorry darlink, one of us will have to sit on the floor in front of the easy chair...i've got no love seat. if you sit in front me, well, i've very deft and strong hands and i like to use them on girl shoulders and necks and...

so yeah, that's my friday nite. DVDs SG and....little else.

bittersweet, like all things...




-pb


book: trollslayer
music: recoil


later:

i have no idea who this is (maybe tegan?) or what set it's from...but it's just about the sexiest image i've come across in a good long while. is it accepted for men to swoon? maybe i'll just yell things and make obscene gestures whilst grabbing le cocknballs. woo.