sorry that was too long to read and i'm not really in a good mood at the moment. but i do see that one of your vices is taking peoples virginities, hmmmmmmmmm.
i think.......yep, here it is, i thought i had one around here somewhere.
Well, I guess you can't argue with Solomon's Law. Or something.
Besides, who needs friends? I get by just fine without any. All you really need in life is a good used book store and Batman: The Animated Series on dvd.
Thanks for having me on board. Let's hope we become good friends. At least we're both into ballet.
I guess Dumpster Diving is the same as our Skip Hunting. I'm always amazed at what people throw away. I've had some great finds over the years, including several quality antiques.
a mirror...hmmmm, I think I have one in the attic but judging by your comment about 90 year olds, I guess a little of Oscar Wilde's Dorian Grey is OK.
man you are a hottie, girls like hearing that right? i went out and had a few beers and it was a blast and now i am going to tell all hot girls i see they are hotties! but you definately deservbe it. man, wow. fire!
Who shot your fireman set? I've come back to look at it a couple of times already. It's brilliant. It has the personality of classic pinup art. More so then a lot of what I've seen. Whoever shot those photographs totally nailed it, you look fantastic.
Of course we can get married. And it's cool you'll leave me, just as long as you stick to the timetable you've set out. Er, not that I would want you to dump me; I just want to be able to schedule accordingly.
We can breed. Last time I checked my occupation, it said super-villain not super-hero. But I don't know if we'd want to. I think our offspring would be even more powerful than math.
And that scares me.
Still, I'm game. I've never had TOTALLY raucous sex before. Does it hurt?
Oh. Wait.
Fuck. I've just been hit by the crushing reality that I'll probably never even meet you, let alone sticks parts of my anatomy into parts of yours.
Oh, well. That's why God invented erotic fiction. [/creepy]
when i saw david bowie on his reality tour in berkeley, there were two women, dressed to the nines, sitting behind me in their 3rd seats. there were exceedlingly cool.
at one point, they unfurled a long banner that said opera grrls love bowie too.
we hung out after the show. i saw david again the next night in san fransisco and then again in l.a. and anaheim.
so when i read your profile, i knew i had to share that with you.
and when i read that you like p.k. dick, clove smokes, proper grammar and grouphug, i knew i had to invite you to be my sg friend.
ok, ok, the magic pickle and the firefighter's hat might have influenced that decision just a little bit.
but judging by your comment about 90 year olds, I guess a little of Oscar Wilde's Dorian Grey is OK. 
i think.......yep, here it is, i thought i had one around here somewhere.