Long awaited post
Well, probably not, but it is a post and I haven't posted in a long time. I don't get to spend 8 hours a day on my computer anymore. It's rough on my internet life, not being on my computer.
on the other hand, I have an excellent life full of life and fun and good times. I gots a girlfriend, who is awesomesauce, and the other ladies in my life are awesome, too. it is particularly awesome when they go out on dates with each other, cause I mean, really. that's just hot. I quit smoking cigarettes (every now and then I have a pipefull or a hooka) I haven't been drinking nearly as much... my diet has not improved but I am getting more aerobic exercise, at least.
Last night I dreamed I was Sam Neil, and it doesn't get much better than that. There was a submarine involved, also a dirt road in the woods with deer and zebras. The animals were clearing away their own dead, the ones that had been hit by cars, it was interesting.
Last week I had a dream that there was a swinger's club in goodletsville on the site that is currently a Cracker Barrel and Red Roof Inn. In it's place, a 3 story victorian style mansion. I arrived with .... well actually I think I'll use letters ... A, P and J, as well as Sam, my roomie, who doesn't read my journal. We went inside, where there were 2 statues of beautiful girls in fetish gear on pedestals, very life like.. we checked in, were told the owner was in the building and had approved us as guests. We all went upstairs and decided to use the GIANT bathroom/shower of awesome... built to accommodate say... 25-30 people if bathing... 20 or so if using for other purposes. we were joined by 2 people I believe were from general casting.. tall, pretty people, there was a rather hot 6 person scene in the shower, toys were busted out eventually, I remember one very nice crystal piece in particular. After the scene the shower was used to was up, and we all got dry, and dressed, I went downstairs to get some drinks for us, and when I came back no one was there. I drank my drink and waited and no one came back, so I started looking for them.
I wandered the building and met some people.. .the first person I met was a 60 year old lady (read Mistress) she was yelling at the statues to correct their posture, which is how I found out they weren't statues. We talked for a bit, she described the owner to be as being named "g" and having red hair and a beard and tattoos down his arm, and excused me from her presence. I continued to wander. I ran into Rooster in the stairs, he said he hadn't seen anyone and had to go find his wife, I stopped in the main lobby, where my sister was with her husband and his girlfriend cuddling on the couch. they gave me condolences and said they thought they say J leave an hour before with an Italian (don't know why, so don't ask) ... I would later talk with a red headed man with a beard and tattoos to find out he isn't G, and wander the building finding rooms of mirrors, a room all covered in red satin, in floor hot tubs with terry cloth floors, and many other interesting things... and would find that all of the people I arrived with left with other people. I sat on the stairs out front and watched the sun rise, and woke up. It was good to wake up with A in bed next to me to cuddle up to, as the dream really pulled on some abandonment strings.
And I had more to talk about, and a few other details in that dream, but they got cut. I gotta go to work.
on the other hand, I have an excellent life full of life and fun and good times. I gots a girlfriend, who is awesomesauce, and the other ladies in my life are awesome, too. it is particularly awesome when they go out on dates with each other, cause I mean, really. that's just hot. I quit smoking cigarettes (every now and then I have a pipefull or a hooka) I haven't been drinking nearly as much... my diet has not improved but I am getting more aerobic exercise, at least.
Last night I dreamed I was Sam Neil, and it doesn't get much better than that. There was a submarine involved, also a dirt road in the woods with deer and zebras. The animals were clearing away their own dead, the ones that had been hit by cars, it was interesting.
Last week I had a dream that there was a swinger's club in goodletsville on the site that is currently a Cracker Barrel and Red Roof Inn. In it's place, a 3 story victorian style mansion. I arrived with .... well actually I think I'll use letters ... A, P and J, as well as Sam, my roomie, who doesn't read my journal. We went inside, where there were 2 statues of beautiful girls in fetish gear on pedestals, very life like.. we checked in, were told the owner was in the building and had approved us as guests. We all went upstairs and decided to use the GIANT bathroom/shower of awesome... built to accommodate say... 25-30 people if bathing... 20 or so if using for other purposes. we were joined by 2 people I believe were from general casting.. tall, pretty people, there was a rather hot 6 person scene in the shower, toys were busted out eventually, I remember one very nice crystal piece in particular. After the scene the shower was used to was up, and we all got dry, and dressed, I went downstairs to get some drinks for us, and when I came back no one was there. I drank my drink and waited and no one came back, so I started looking for them.
I wandered the building and met some people.. .the first person I met was a 60 year old lady (read Mistress) she was yelling at the statues to correct their posture, which is how I found out they weren't statues. We talked for a bit, she described the owner to be as being named "g" and having red hair and a beard and tattoos down his arm, and excused me from her presence. I continued to wander. I ran into Rooster in the stairs, he said he hadn't seen anyone and had to go find his wife, I stopped in the main lobby, where my sister was with her husband and his girlfriend cuddling on the couch. they gave me condolences and said they thought they say J leave an hour before with an Italian (don't know why, so don't ask) ... I would later talk with a red headed man with a beard and tattoos to find out he isn't G, and wander the building finding rooms of mirrors, a room all covered in red satin, in floor hot tubs with terry cloth floors, and many other interesting things... and would find that all of the people I arrived with left with other people. I sat on the stairs out front and watched the sun rise, and woke up. It was good to wake up with A in bed next to me to cuddle up to, as the dream really pulled on some abandonment strings.
And I had more to talk about, and a few other details in that dream, but they got cut. I gotta go to work.