One hour til the weekend DJ fun begins... blech.
Do guys even KEEP journals? Nobody I know does. And whenever I go blog-sniffing on the net, you quickly discover that every maladjusted girl on the planet seems to keep one, while no self-respecting guys do. That's fucked up.
So maybe I'll be a trend-setter. Come read my journal and be bored witless -- but at least you can say you were there when the straight guys first started talking.
Guys need to stand up for their rights on here, yo. Except for the ones who leave messages on the girls' pages like "Damn, honey, your breasts are so hot." First off, anyone who uses the word "honey" needs to be shot on sight. Or scolded at the very least. And while I may not be OVERLOOKING the boobies per se (Synnove, I'm a-talkin' to you, cause your particular boobies are splendiferous) I'm at least not openly advertising the fact that I'm here trolling for indie teen flesh.
It's a very strange society you've got here at SG, kiddies. I'm also starting to wonder if I'm filling the "creepy old guy" quota around here. It sucks when you're 32 and start feeling OLD. Not just like, "Ha ha I can get into bars" sorta old, but more like the "those crazy kids with their crazy emo music" kinda old. I never wanna be that guy. I'll be indie and beligerent until I'm the 60 year old white haired hippie dude that always shows up at concerts and seems to gravitate next to do to swig beer and do the hippy dance at the most inappropriate times. Viva la old age, I say.
Now I'm gonna hobble off and go make some people dance their asses off. It's what I do best. I AM a DJ. And I say it with pride. Even if I play stuff I'm not at ALL proud of.
Do guys even KEEP journals? Nobody I know does. And whenever I go blog-sniffing on the net, you quickly discover that every maladjusted girl on the planet seems to keep one, while no self-respecting guys do. That's fucked up.
So maybe I'll be a trend-setter. Come read my journal and be bored witless -- but at least you can say you were there when the straight guys first started talking.
Guys need to stand up for their rights on here, yo. Except for the ones who leave messages on the girls' pages like "Damn, honey, your breasts are so hot." First off, anyone who uses the word "honey" needs to be shot on sight. Or scolded at the very least. And while I may not be OVERLOOKING the boobies per se (Synnove, I'm a-talkin' to you, cause your particular boobies are splendiferous) I'm at least not openly advertising the fact that I'm here trolling for indie teen flesh.
It's a very strange society you've got here at SG, kiddies. I'm also starting to wonder if I'm filling the "creepy old guy" quota around here. It sucks when you're 32 and start feeling OLD. Not just like, "Ha ha I can get into bars" sorta old, but more like the "those crazy kids with their crazy emo music" kinda old. I never wanna be that guy. I'll be indie and beligerent until I'm the 60 year old white haired hippie dude that always shows up at concerts and seems to gravitate next to do to swig beer and do the hippy dance at the most inappropriate times. Viva la old age, I say.
Now I'm gonna hobble off and go make some people dance their asses off. It's what I do best. I AM a DJ. And I say it with pride. Even if I play stuff I'm not at ALL proud of.
the tiara will be in a set, i promise... but i've already sent in the next one, so you'll have to wait a bit.