The wife just left with her long time gay guy friend to hang out at the fru fru mall. He's been so busy, she hasn't seen him in over a year. They've been friends for about 7 years now. He's cool.
I need to do laundry and clean up the mess we've made since we cleaned the house two days ago. My bed is covered with cables, computers, monitors, clothes, books, papers, and who knows what else. I need to clean that all off. The dining room is packed with stuff from all over the house - we "cleaned" the house by moving all the stuff into the dining room. So I need to go through all that stuff and put/throw things away.
The city is working on the water system in the street starting tomorrow at 6am, so we'll be spending the night at my mom's again. We can't use any water starting at 6am. Wife is leaving town at 11am tomorrow, and won't be back till Sunday. I plan on getting in a lot of reading time then. I'm also going to try to set up one of the computers, replacing my current FreeBSD machine with a faster Linux machine to run my web and mail servers, and checking out this crap on big dicks.
I cannot believe how much laundry we have. At any one time, we have about 10 dirty loads to do. Always. And we have about another 20 in clean clothes in the closets and drawers. And we just went through it all remving stuff we don't/can't wear and boxed it all up for Goodwill. Probably about another 15 loads of donatable clothes to get rid of.
Lipstick is so phallic.
I am life's treadmill.
I need a massage. I've never had one. I need one. Any volunteers?
Monday, April 30, 2007
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
Question for the day....
Who thinks sucking ass is sexy? Why or why not?
I don't like new year's resolutions. Too much pressure. Any why make goals now? I make goals all the time. I'm always trying to do/be something better. I don't think anyone want's to know what I've been doing the past 5 days. It's boring, anyway... unless, I guess, you're the type of person that gets off on reading about other people's boring lives. If that's so, then your SOL, because I'm not the type of person that want's to write about my boring life.
I'm reading a book on the changes that may be required of Christianity in the upcoming Postmodern age. Interesting stuff.
Word of the month: Bliss
I'm much more relaxed today that I thought I'd be. Stressful things, politically, at work are afoot, and I actually feel more relaxed about it than I did last week. Being off caffeine helps, same with being done working that damn black cocks site.
I'm hearing sheep in my head for some reason. Lots of people get songs stuck in their head. I'm hearing a herd of sheep. Who knows that children's song that has the line about "scooping up the field mice and bopping them on the head"? I don't remember the rest of that one, but that one line was stuck in my head when I woke up today.
Pubic service announcement: If you are a rubenisque/plump/chubby or any kind of "real" woman, please send me naked pictures of yourself. I will look at the pictures and tell you how hot you are.
I don't like new year's resolutions. Too much pressure. Any why make goals now? I make goals all the time. I'm always trying to do/be something better. I don't think anyone want's to know what I've been doing the past 5 days. It's boring, anyway... unless, I guess, you're the type of person that gets off on reading about other people's boring lives. If that's so, then your SOL, because I'm not the type of person that want's to write about my boring life.
I'm reading a book on the changes that may be required of Christianity in the upcoming Postmodern age. Interesting stuff.
Word of the month: Bliss
I'm much more relaxed today that I thought I'd be. Stressful things, politically, at work are afoot, and I actually feel more relaxed about it than I did last week. Being off caffeine helps, same with being done working that damn black cocks site.
I'm hearing sheep in my head for some reason. Lots of people get songs stuck in their head. I'm hearing a herd of sheep. Who knows that children's song that has the line about "scooping up the field mice and bopping them on the head"? I don't remember the rest of that one, but that one line was stuck in my head when I woke up today.
Pubic service announcement: If you are a rubenisque/plump/chubby or any kind of "real" woman, please send me naked pictures of yourself. I will look at the pictures and tell you how hot you are.
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