satsujin

Met a guy.

He's sexy as fuck. But most importantly, he's not a retard. He's smart, witty, and a ton of fun.

Now I just have to hope he's not a douchebag. So far, the running ratio of douchebags to penises is even keel. WTF is that about?

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And I think I know where this one is going. ::Eyes the garbage can::

RADIO EDIT --
I accepted the new position for the job. This is my third offer for my own store, a third location, within a year and a half of being promoted to an assistant manager. I suppose after working for the same company (absently, without the intent of promotion) for seven years, this has come quite suddenly. I'm a little freaked out.

Wish me...
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Saw two bands last night at the showbox: Air Traffic and Elbow. Both are UK bands, and I am already butt-crazy-in-love with Elbow, but the second I heard the lead vocalist sing for Air Traffic I went running for their cd. His range was amazing and straight-tone impressive. The kid was landing notes -- belting them even -- WITHOUT vibrato to round out the sound...
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There's a harvest each saturday night
At the bars filled with perfume and hitching a ride
A place you can stand for one night and get gone
It's clear this conversation ain't' doing a thing
Cause these boys only listen to me when i sing
And i don't feel like singing tonight
All the same songs

Here in these deep city lights
Girl could get...
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I kind of decided that men, in general are douchebags and that there is a prime reason why I am attracted to pussy.

Go fucking figure.

Hrm. Radio edit.

This is ... sort of striking me at the moment. Weird.

There'll be girls across the nation
That will eat this up babe
I know that it's your soul but could you bottle it up and
Get down to the heart of it,
No it's my heart you're shit out of your luck
Don't make me tell you again my love love love love.
Love...
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I'm going to LA Erotica this year. I'll be rolling with Tricia D., my homie CJ, and hopefully running into a few other friends while I'm in the valley. Anybody want to hang? Holler.

-A

New photo. Red mouth. It's easier than eye shadow.

I'm close to breaking my thumbs. Not on purpose, but because apparently, I have forgotten how to lock them when I block a volleyball and I've snapped them both back. It saddens me that THUMBS (wtf) may take me out of a power league tournament this weekend.

Oh, and probably because I've been passing like absolute...
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No more pining over the girl. I don't have time for it. She moved to Chicago (out of fucking nowhere) and now supposedly she's off to Europe. N E X T.

Meanwhile, I'm running my own store for the corporate porn chain I work for. It's in Silverdale, which is like an hour drive from my joint, which means I have now gone from a...
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