Dude, that's a weird-ass wank. You know how some wanks are organic, in that they come about from an existing conversation where someone will pipe up with "you crackheaded freak"? This is not an organic wank. The wankstress created it whole, all by herself. Just add water: instant wank!
Oz ,'Beneath You'
Natter 32 Flavors and Then Some
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I'm suddenly less comfortable with the idea of leaving my apartment for 2 months each summer.
And here I was wondering if the snow would make it difficult for Gus to open the door to his house. Did the squatter at least shovel?
Steph, the comments in Kov's journal are so totally worth reading. There's like, 200 of 'em, and a lot of them are very amusing.
A homeless person in my house? I'd wanna freak, but it's kind of all in my personal game. The freaking would be me clutching the tattered shreds of normality around myself. My life resists all things average.
WhooooooHoooo, Hil! Congratulations, you! Yay!
Gus, if it helps, you're not the only one who had a really freakishly bad experience at home recently.
Weird. The deer have finally decided to stop taking out our cars and trying to get us in our homes.
Go HIL! You rock!!
Thanks.
I feel so relieved right now.
Awesome Hil! What a relief! We all knew you would do well, but I know you were on edge.
Gus! When I think of how wonderful it is to get home and collapse after a trip I can't even imagine.
Oddly this reminds me that when I got home from my 10 days in NY recently I realized that I had left my keys in the ignition of my van, and the extra set of keys sitting in the center console. My neighbor was going to move around my vehicles to make the place look lived in but couldn't find my keys. I left the house unlocked too, but I always do that.
Note to self: Skulk around Florida.
Break into Laura's house and glue all the spare change to the floor.