Sex talk bits and pieces.
So here we are, in our much beloved sofa, my darling felis engrossed in all the sex talk. And I'm lokced out. Once in a while she looks up from the laptop and throws at me those out-of-the-blue questions, like: When/why/how did we start having all the buttsex? and What was that internet page we bought all those crazypervertedsextoys from? or How can people get over having laughing fits when trying to do it in the ***? and other ones to similar effect. Quite interesting.
Meanwhile I've been making icons, yay! Well, I made one that's usable (see Icon) and I'm quite happy with. The other ones went down the drain. And watching Something About Mary. Needed something to put a smile on my face after the worse-than-usual screamfest at dinner and then watching latest episodes of House and Supernatural. Not exactly cheer-up material those two shows. But, some strange sexquestions and Ben Stiller's Stupid-Metalfilled-Grin later, I'm all cheered up Yay! At least until the screaming brats wake up tomorrow.
ETA: If ever feeling down, just try the little piggies game. It's the best tranquilizer the internet has to offer. Makes you feel happy inside no matter what, all your worries will magically melt away.
Meanwhile I've been making icons, yay! Well, I made one that's usable (see Icon) and I'm quite happy with. The other ones went down the drain. And watching Something About Mary. Needed something to put a smile on my face after the worse-than-usual screamfest at dinner and then watching latest episodes of House and Supernatural. Not exactly cheer-up material those two shows. But, some strange sexquestions and Ben Stiller's Stupid-Metalfilled-Grin later, I'm all cheered up Yay! At least until the screaming brats wake up tomorrow.
ETA: If ever feeling down, just try the little piggies game. It's the best tranquilizer the internet has to offer. Makes you feel happy inside no matter what, all your worries will magically melt away.