The live journal room

[tdstraitjacket]

The door creaks open and cobwebs fall as the stale air inside circulates from a soft breeze from the outside. A head looks in around the corner of the door "Woo, my live journal room" Tdstraitjacket says as he pushes the door farther open. "Almost forgot about this place. Wow I have a lot of old crap in this room

Comments

[csmommy]

You really should write here more often. I love to read your stories.

The funny thing is. for some reason reading the part about the couch/entertainment center/ bar, I was picturing mine and Wayne's basement. LOL weird.

[krisravenna]

Is the Gopher the one holding your cleaning kilt hostage, or did you find that already?

[anonymous]

Ok so now have a shot with the Gopher, and get back to work. We miss your stories

Wayne