The dark side of drinking is not PMM's fault.
It is officially pronounced, hereby.
Because I am the official pronouncer of such things.
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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.
The dark side of drinking is not PMM's fault.
It is officially pronounced, hereby.
Because I am the official pronouncer of such things.
The very thought of of laying down to sleep is putting me into a cold sweat.
All Gus. All the time. Welcome to Buffistas.
This is the place where we notice that AJ Langer was "that girl" from My So-Called Life and Escape from L.A., and where we bemoan the passing of Eyes for this solitary reason.
This is a school-night Sunday. However, I am going to rap onward, ignoring any board culture about serial posts. Sooner or later, someone is going to say something about something real, and it might as well be in Buffistas late-night as anywhere else.
It would be me, if I had the skills. My talent, however, is to be provocative.
No crap. The bed is full of warm, fragrant lady, a lady that can only be described as "inviting", and I am juking around here.
My brain is bent.
One-thirty on Monday morning on the US West Coast. Even the board Australians are are doing other stuff.
That's it. I am cursing you all with a Monday, because I am vindictive like that.
Board time: 1:46AM
Gus time: 3:46 AM
Gus' employer time: 7:46 PM
Time sucks.
The fact that I am an insomniac that has been posting all night on a number of boards does not in any way diminish the fact that I have a conference call in about fifteen minutes in a language I learned imperfectly in my fifties.
I am so thoroughly fucked that there may be a prize for it.
t refuses to think about Ammuricans who have no idea about what an 8PM teleconference might mean.