Talk to the nice children.
I'm very much a lurker lately. Am a bit distracted and even when I want to comment I look at the blank comment box and almost always wander off without saying anything. I've been a bit better today, hope to be operating at full interactiveness soonish.
Dogs are just now sobering up from yesterday's fun times with the good drugs (they had their teeth cleaned and alarming facial growths lopped off and a couple of teeth extracted), and are now just miserable and in pain. Far less entertaining than high as kites and staring at me all glassy-eyed and suspicious ("And you were there..."). I don't think we'll be doing that again.
B's mom and step-dad arrive for a week or so visit tonight. It should be good; I like them and they'll probably spoil us rotten. I am mercenary in my affections.
Haven't been writing, and then this afternoon I got bit by a complex and plotty bunny I'm not sure what to do with. It's got potential, but I was really hoping to be bit by something little, fluffy, and slutty. *wrestles muscle-bound bunny*
I have minor, itty bitty, nothing to see here officer thing for sleeping or sleepy Ray. He's not asleep here, but you can see the appeal. It also takes glitter and eyeliner and lipstick very nicely.
I have many icons of Fraser looking bemused or innocent or shiny or pretty (which he does VERY well: see above). I need an icon where Fraser looks really fucking hot. Dirty, horny, needy Fraser. Yes. You know, an icon of Fraser jerking off with his long underwear pushed down around his hips and his thighs apart and his head back and his chest and neck all glistening because he's just seconds away from coming all over himself. I'd like that very much. Or video. That would work, too.
Dogs are just now sobering up from yesterday's fun times with the good drugs (they had their teeth cleaned and alarming facial growths lopped off and a couple of teeth extracted), and are now just miserable and in pain. Far less entertaining than high as kites and staring at me all glassy-eyed and suspicious ("And you were there..."). I don't think we'll be doing that again.
B's mom and step-dad arrive for a week or so visit tonight. It should be good; I like them and they'll probably spoil us rotten. I am mercenary in my affections.
Haven't been writing, and then this afternoon I got bit by a complex and plotty bunny I'm not sure what to do with. It's got potential, but I was really hoping to be bit by something little, fluffy, and slutty. *wrestles muscle-bound bunny*
I have minor, itty bitty, nothing to see here officer thing for sleeping or sleepy Ray. He's not asleep here, but you can see the appeal. It also takes glitter and eyeliner and lipstick very nicely.
I have many icons of Fraser looking bemused or innocent or shiny or pretty (which he does VERY well: see above). I need an icon where Fraser looks really fucking hot. Dirty, horny, needy Fraser. Yes. You know, an icon of Fraser jerking off with his long underwear pushed down around his hips and his thighs apart and his head back and his chest and neck all glistening because he's just seconds away from coming all over himself. I'd like that very much. Or video. That would work, too.