Yeah, if the dive across the street had started drawing in smoking hot soldiers in uniform two years ago, I'd have done a lot less grumbling about the bike noise and drunken frat boys.
Speaking of smoking hot boys in uniform, I was browsing through John Waters new book
Role Models
today and he's got a chapter on "Outsider Porn" that includes a guy who did nothing but amateur videos of blowing Marines.
It's actually a really fascinating read. The other pornographer he profiles is into only very dangerous rough trade (ex cons, drug dealers, pimps).
Yeah, so in my previous post, when I said "last night," I meant, "tomorrow night."
Food has dimmed my rage, and now I'm just tired.
Oh, poopy.
Oh, poopy.
My daughter announces her bathroom activities but I expected better from you, shrift.
I actually meant Poopie!
And I could announce a whole lot of things, mister. Shall I start narrating the movements of my roommate's cat? AWW, LOOKIT, SHE'S WAVING HER FLUFFY TAIL. HOW FLUFFY IS IT? LET'S JUST SAY THAT MARSHMALLOW FLUFF AIN'T GOT NOTHING ON HER. OH, NOW SHE'S TWITCHED HER FURRY EAR! AND SHE'S TROTTING DOWN THE HALL... INTO THE KITCHEN... AND NOW SHE'S EATING HER DRY FOOD. FOLKS, ISN'T THAT
ADORABLE.
AND NOW SHE'S EATING HER DRY FOOD.
OMG MY CAT IS DOING THE SAME THING.
My cats are sleeping--one in the window and one at the end of the chaise.
I DON'T KNOW WHAT MY CATS ARE DOING, NONE OF THEM ARE IN SIGHT! SHOULD I BE ALARMED?!!
