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I hate the word "blog". If you hear me using it, assume it's meant in some pejorative sense, whether or not my tone obviously conveys my disdain.
What's new? Well, I have that badass camera that I took the below pix with... I just need to find more excuses to use it. Kellie's a damn fine and constant excuse, but I don't want to have her constantly living on the far end of the lens, so I've got to some up with special reasons to aim at her. Today, perhaps, I shall come up with such an excuse.
Speaking of, Kellie and I have been living together for a while now, and it's great. We're such nerds... it's too bad work and a dearth of capital gets in the way, or we'd be happily retiring tomorrow. Oh yeah, the other day, while I was at work, that crazy chick cleaned up the mess in the kitchen. It was possibly ill-advised, but since she hasn't complained of any swelling wounds yet, I imagine she got away without any serious infections. I advised her against the procedure, but she's a busybody.
I've also come to realize I'm a sex addict. That's a different story altogether.
I've also come to realize I'm a hermit.
Well, please accept my apologies for the latter bit, if you're one of the people out there that I'd regularly choose to kick it with... if not, then why the hell are you still reading my journal, anyway?
What's new? Well, I have that badass camera that I took the below pix with... I just need to find more excuses to use it. Kellie's a damn fine and constant excuse, but I don't want to have her constantly living on the far end of the lens, so I've got to some up with special reasons to aim at her. Today, perhaps, I shall come up with such an excuse.
Speaking of, Kellie and I have been living together for a while now, and it's great. We're such nerds... it's too bad work and a dearth of capital gets in the way, or we'd be happily retiring tomorrow. Oh yeah, the other day, while I was at work, that crazy chick cleaned up the mess in the kitchen. It was possibly ill-advised, but since she hasn't complained of any swelling wounds yet, I imagine she got away without any serious infections. I advised her against the procedure, but she's a busybody.
I've also come to realize I'm a sex addict. That's a different story altogether.
I've also come to realize I'm a hermit.
Well, please accept my apologies for the latter bit, if you're one of the people out there that I'd regularly choose to kick it with... if not, then why the hell are you still reading my journal, anyway?