Now for a proper update.
Thanks for all the birthday wishes. Much appreciated.
My phone got cut off for a while, and I put off getting it reconnected as long as I could. Well, that time is nigh, and the phone is, unfortunately, reconnected. Yay, yet ANOTHER distraction in my life. *pout*
Birthday and New Year's was all right. Got pretty fucking drunk both days, and with them being back-to-back and all, January the First, as always, was one hell of a hangover. Very painful. And, of fucking course, very bright.
My neighbors youngest sister has been all over my nuts lately. She finally just said it right out that she's in town for a few more days and wants to have fun, and she's more then pretty enough, but there's just something about her personality that turns me off in a big way. Needless to say, no sex as of late, and entirely of my own doing.
Maker's Mark is the best fucking whiskey ever!!!! Got my Grandpa a bottle for Christmas, after hearing for years that it was the best of the best, and it sure as shit is (assuming you can figure out how to get the fucking bottle opened!!!! lol!!).
What else? Am falling a little behind, just a tad. Had a big catch up lately, though, rented two of five empty houses in as many days. Need to register for school, and, of course, I waited too fucking long so now I get to endure two to four hours registration lines. yippee!
Oh, I found the perfect gift for my father's birthday at the end of January!!!! A Smith and Wesson 29 blue steel .44 Magnum revolver. One of the best of the best, and I'm getting it super fucking cheap cause it's a tiny bit rough. But I like that about it even more! It's got character, and the beauty of a revolver is the fucking thing can work in just about any shape imagineable. Other handguns can break and fail in a million ways, but a revolver always works.
"The Terminal" is a kick ass movie. So is "Club Dread", but only the director's cut of the latter. Am reading Irvine Welsh's PORNO. A great book, but he went a little fucking overboard on the cockney slang. Parts of it are just completely unreadable to my American eyes.
Any ways, more later I suppose. Need to write a few emails, some nastier then others, and drink about a gallon of coffee after I finish this bottle of wine. Should make for an interesting experience tonight! Lol!
Thanks for all the birthday wishes. Much appreciated.
My phone got cut off for a while, and I put off getting it reconnected as long as I could. Well, that time is nigh, and the phone is, unfortunately, reconnected. Yay, yet ANOTHER distraction in my life. *pout*
Birthday and New Year's was all right. Got pretty fucking drunk both days, and with them being back-to-back and all, January the First, as always, was one hell of a hangover. Very painful. And, of fucking course, very bright.
My neighbors youngest sister has been all over my nuts lately. She finally just said it right out that she's in town for a few more days and wants to have fun, and she's more then pretty enough, but there's just something about her personality that turns me off in a big way. Needless to say, no sex as of late, and entirely of my own doing.
Maker's Mark is the best fucking whiskey ever!!!! Got my Grandpa a bottle for Christmas, after hearing for years that it was the best of the best, and it sure as shit is (assuming you can figure out how to get the fucking bottle opened!!!! lol!!).
What else? Am falling a little behind, just a tad. Had a big catch up lately, though, rented two of five empty houses in as many days. Need to register for school, and, of course, I waited too fucking long so now I get to endure two to four hours registration lines. yippee!
Oh, I found the perfect gift for my father's birthday at the end of January!!!! A Smith and Wesson 29 blue steel .44 Magnum revolver. One of the best of the best, and I'm getting it super fucking cheap cause it's a tiny bit rough. But I like that about it even more! It's got character, and the beauty of a revolver is the fucking thing can work in just about any shape imagineable. Other handguns can break and fail in a million ways, but a revolver always works.
"The Terminal" is a kick ass movie. So is "Club Dread", but only the director's cut of the latter. Am reading Irvine Welsh's PORNO. A great book, but he went a little fucking overboard on the cockney slang. Parts of it are just completely unreadable to my American eyes.
Any ways, more later I suppose. Need to write a few emails, some nastier then others, and drink about a gallon of coffee after I finish this bottle of wine. Should make for an interesting experience tonight! Lol!
susannahjoy:
why wouldn't you want your phone to be connected?