t3chmonkey

i must have told you, but at a different time and place, more than likely the future. remember? i thought so.

in trouble with the women?...again!!???....heehee
smootch, silly boy.

You lost your glasses? Thats the most annoying thing that could happen to me. I'm so blind without the buggers. Without my glasses I can point to a house and say, Yep thats a building alright. And thats about it.

whatchutalkinboutwillis?

lasix surgery?
or temporary blindness due to hot pokers to the eyes?
or do you mean that in the cerebral way (i.e....now i get it?)

btw....mingus is unbelievable. when they used his song in that old VW commercial...classic, i would melt!

i will attempt to think of it like that. here goes...

plugged in? fecking thing is running down the street! and it HAS MY CHEESE!

must catch refrigerator...

Glad someone finally recognized my genius. Thanks

May 1102. 2nd battle of Ramleh. Baldwin I of Jerusalem got the crap kicked out of him by the Egyptian forces under Sharaf al-Ma'ali. He had to hide in the small fortress at Ramleh and finally managed to escape after the castle got burnt down and his forces got whupped.

got a gal pal crashing at a friends house while he aways himself to China for the Holidays. Only, our friend the frequent flyer is something of a slob, so I spent four hours scrubbing tub to make the place comfortable for her. Why? Cause I'm a sucker for the entire gender. My hands look like the toxic avenger, all chemically corroded now. Semi-mad at myself for stocking the fridge on ice cream and wine, these things on which she subsists. Sometimes I get carried away in the gesture.
Got the RA holidday cards done. Huzzah. Anyone want extra mail this Christmas season? The Christams and Valentine's day cards have been somewhat famous in their own right, even if RA never will be. Ha Ha. Students of irony dig this one in particular. Only did two variations of the same photo sequence. I'm thinking the humor is too subtle for even my highly specialized, handpicked audience. Less is more and I overdosed on the less this time around.
Keep wantingg to melt out of my chair and cuddle up to the carpet beneath. Must be bedtime. S'Clear that it was bedtime long ago, methinks.
Maybe I'll have a more steady schedule if I do something like crime scene cleanup, or if not, then at least cash hand over fist to justify my bleeding eyes. Right now I just say these little occupations of mine afford me the time to do the things I want, like...oh...blow spit bubbles and babble like a freak to text box.
Well, as long as someone's been amused by the meanderings. Someone?

you are a silly boy indeed....no, and i mean NO apologies are necessary my darling monkey....you should be apologizing for apologizing....how's that?
I am overwhemled that you are "enamored" of little ole me...trust me, if you had to wake up next to me every morning I doubt you'd be so enamored then....heehee.
do not, do not feel bad, i am thrilled that you dig me...thats cool, there isnt a bad thing going...smootch monkey, feel better

thats a good one.

oh thats superb, I cant imagine a situation like that happening to me. I met my girlfriends dad once and he hates my guts (tattoo's, piercings didnt make a good impression). You must of got on well with them