I'm at my wife's house listening to some craziness by R. Crumb.

I smell like sugar cookies thanks to Sarah.

Shananagans.

I can't wait to be in the wilderness, looking at the stars cuddling, smelling smoldering firewood before I go to sleep.

Then DEMFing it up to Master Ritchie Hawtin.

This weekend has major potential.

I can't wait.

Thanks Warren ( Read more... )

What do I say to you except I Love You, and I'd give my life for yours.

Why did today have to be such a disaster?

I did absolutely nothing that warrented that kind of behavior or treatment.
( I AM THE REDHEADED STEP-CHILD. )

You've got to be kidding.

( Yer Fuckin Useless... )