Friday, January 27, 2006
I might be over something
So today, I will be dealing with the getting my old stuff over here. There is a process. It involves stuff. Stuff like FTPs and some other things. I think it will take me the better part of the weekend, but I am determined to make this work.
I am getting my new laptop in the next 12 hours (I love the tracking systems, I’m a bit of a control freak). It’s going to take me most of Sunday to get the home page set the way I want. I have the image, it’s just not doing what I want. Tinker, tinker, tinker away.
Once that site is set, I am going to start spreading the word. It’s just that I kind of like there being only two readers right now. I like that I don’t have to worry about who’s reading what because there’s only two people and they both get the email versions of things so there’s not so much the interpretation process as the stroking my ego process.
Oh, for those who need clarification:
Last weekend Roommate 1, OK and I went out to dinner. The conversation turned to sex, specifically the anal kind. Just as the boys were getting into it (ha!) OK said: “I really don’t like when you hit something.”
Bless me, I turned to him and asked: “What do you hit?”
I guess it brings a whole new meaning to fucking my shit up.
I am taking a break. I have to sort out my shit because it’s been fucked up and my ass just can’t take it anymore.
For your reading pleasure, I’ve posted all the drafts that have been hanging out waiting for the right time to be posted, but everything else is gone.
Apparently when anal sex is being had sometimes there are movements…movements that move things down a system of small and large sizes. Sometimes those things further gravitate towards an opening. These things them impact upon a blunt object in the opening…
Do I have to spell this out for you. What else besides the dick is in the ass being fucked?
This was for you Ms. Pants and Miss.Directed.
Thank you, thank you very much.