The Usual Stuff: Porn, Motown & My Mother
*Yawns* Going to sleep very, very soon. Maybe.
Nothing earthshattering going on right now, I'm just pottering around the house in my winnie-the-pooh nightgown, singing old motown hits to myself.
I just got a message on AIM from some girl called Nancy asking me if I wanted to eat her pussy. I said no thanks, because my Mom raised me right, then I cracked up and considered the look on my mother's face if she ever recieved such a note. Or the look on my Dad's face, for that matter. Snerk.
Two messages on my answering machine. One from my mother. The usual stuff, nothing to worry about. One from Liza, which consisted of her sounding nervous and berating me for getting her drunk, then apologising, then moaning about something or other. I called her up and we talked, and agreed we're just being histrionic over nothing. Then I reminded her that Susan Olsen dabbled in porn soundtrack work, so it's always a viable career option for her. She called me a mean name and hung up.
That's about all I really have to say for myself.
Nothing earthshattering going on right now, I'm just pottering around the house in my winnie-the-pooh nightgown, singing old motown hits to myself.
I just got a message on AIM from some girl called Nancy asking me if I wanted to eat her pussy. I said no thanks, because my Mom raised me right, then I cracked up and considered the look on my mother's face if she ever recieved such a note. Or the look on my Dad's face, for that matter. Snerk.
Two messages on my answering machine. One from my mother. The usual stuff, nothing to worry about. One from Liza, which consisted of her sounding nervous and berating me for getting her drunk, then apologising, then moaning about something or other. I called her up and we talked, and agreed we're just being histrionic over nothing. Then I reminded her that Susan Olsen dabbled in porn soundtrack work, so it's always a viable career option for her. She called me a mean name and hung up.
That's about all I really have to say for myself.