Dec 25, 2002 09:34
So I slept all night last night, that was such a thrill I'm still on edge from it all.
I had the extremely luxurious pleasure of waking up in freezing bitter cold in nothing but boxers. The sensations were divine, like an unforgiving knife that ends the thrill ride of my resplendent morning hibernation.
I haven't spoken to Monica in ages, though I see she's been reading my Live Journal.
Naughty girl. I should spank your big ass, Haha.
Anyway. I'm off today. Today being a very special day. A wonderful day celebration the birth of our Lord, and Savior. Jessy Jackson. Jesus Christ, really. But personally I find it to be far too cold to get any sort of actual pleasure out of today. Even with the lining in my trench coat, it's cold outside. And that's some thick fucking lining, let me tell you.