samanthakayne

'take me, take me, erase my memory,
i wanna be your abductee'

right, so, sure, eddie spaghetti is my get out of jail free card - but if i get abducted -- i want it to be by Capt Sean-Doe from ThrowRag. how fucking fun would that be?

the man and i caught throw rag (woo hoo!) and the rev monday night at the ogden. yes, i hate the ogden as much as anyone else here in denver, and yes, concerts on school nights suck ass -- but it was worth it. this was prob the fifth time i've seen the happy sailors of throw rag, and my first for the rev - so it wasn't an experience to be missed. throw in iron all done up and fish and chips with my favorite SushiMonster and Azurite just added to the ambience.

so... um... yeah... well, i put on a couple more pounds than i expected (and certainly than i would like) over the holidays. and i'm not happy about it. by any stretch of the imagination. so - wholly unlike my usual self, i've been feeling a little sorry for myself and insecure and all that nasty kind of stuff i don't usually bother with, 'cause let's face it, i'm a great lay, even with a couple of extra pounds. but between the healthy hot women of Colorado, fucking Suicide Girls, and the amount of porn (much of it bought by me) in this house, well... you can see where this is going, and trust me, i, too, was afraid i was heading for psycho-girlfriend territory. but -- the last few days have been good, i'm feeling better, and then he goes and blows me out of the damn water. he needed a haircut, so we head downtown, and i chill with the onion while he heads over to the cute curvy inked brunette. admittedly, she's more my type than his, but the point still stands. first thing i overhear in the noise of floyd's? 'yeah, my wife loves 'em, it was a great show.' how the fuck could i even THINK about being insecure, hmm? jesus fuck, how did i get this goddamn lucky?

somebody's gettin a blow job tonight...