valexis

phew! no jury duty for me. while i didn't want to be there, i'm somewhat saddened to have to actually go to work.

whatever.

all afternoon has been spent pretending to get work done. i started working, really i did. then i got distracted by the beautiful girls. then i got started thinking about the written work hidden away in my bedside table.

anyone know anything about an old zine out of san francisco, written by mark pritchard, titled "frighten the horses"? from his books, i'd love to have more stuff he's written. maybe i'll actually stay on top of things and see him read his work.

mmmmmmmmmmm. erotica is good.