It was a dark night, the pale glow of the moon gleamed down covering small areas in a greyish light. Jeanine and I had just had our fourth date and were now sitting on a bench in front of the house. I snuggled her, traced kisses down her neck, I could hear moans of pleasure, almost like a purring. Then, as I tend to do, I screwed it up ( Read more... )

Ahhh, now i'll write about what happened yesterday. Yesterday I didn't really feel like posting it yet, so ahh, let's rewind a bit ( Read more... )

I finally found something to do, okay, get this. I've decided that from now on i'm starting a photo journal type deal of everything I cook. In addition i'm going to list what I used and the like. It'll be kind of like a photo recipe book. Given that I cook whenever i'm really fucking pissed, this should be a fun venture, and one that reduces stress ( Read more... )

Fuck, I've been stressed out this weekend. Been driven to ignore AIM and everything. I don't normally do that. Writing helps, I gotta get this next bit of Steve and Mac to Zeph at some point. Had a mega fucking migraine the other day that lasted for a few days. Always fun. I can't find anything else to do with World of Wacraft, what a bummer that ( Read more... )

I need to find someone to do a character sketch of Craven for me, but i'm not sure how to about this. I think, maybe, I should try asking some friends, first, but barring that I don't have a lot of money. Ahhh, suggestions?

Sometimes... I feel that things come between people and myself. Lately that realization has only become more obvious. I can see the gap, and the fact that it's there at all is my fault. It wouldn't be the first time something like this has happened. So then I have to ask myself if there's even anything I can do about it, and the only thing that I ( Read more... )

I took the dogs with me. The air was chilly, every breath I took came exploding back into my face, in that thick foggy smoke breath tends to become in low temperatures. The rich white texture that covered the ground wasn't that typical flaky, thin texture. It was more like hail, small balls ( Read more... )

I shaved my facial hair off. I feel kind of naked and don't think I like it much. But, it'll grow back at least.

( Me, sans mustache. )

I realized, one of my worst fears is being struck in a pointless drudgery forever. Working as a mindless drone so to speak, people are content with the life, i'm sure. But I don't really want that. Wake up every single day at the exact same time. Go to work. Do the same mindless thing. Go get lunch at the same place. Back to work. Come home. Make ( Read more... )

I hate packing, it's so, well, sucky.

On the plus side, I have a Monster, Billabong size. If MG hurries up and agrees to play D&D I will be full of energy and hilarity.