The last 10 posts are making me giggle uncontrollably.
Natter 68: Bork Bork Bork
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.
Does it scream how sad my life is that I wouldn't mind that?
Snuggling with sociopaths? er, um, huh?
Oh, who hasn't felt at least one pang of attraction to a sociopath? Stop lying to yourself.
I think this button (rude) is missing from FB this morning.
I thought they were boobs.
Sock puppets are boobs. Sweater puppets are boobies.
(And now cue up the image link to blue-footed boobies, which are not in fact sweater puppets.)
I got the friend request too, and like y'all assumed that the post to the pseudicide made Gus all reminiscy about good times. Which really? Almost as pathetic as it is creepy.
Talking about stuff it occurs to me to talk about isn't a waste of my energy. You reading it might be a waste of yours, but I stand by this being an indulgence that costs little and works out quite fine.
That's totally fair.
In completely different news - breathing rocks!
Did not get the friend request.
Making cheese bacon egg cups.
look, people are being different. having different opinions. amazing.
Catching up, I just had six or seven near spittakes. You are all awesome and I love you. (unless you're a sockpuppet. then you can go hug Copernicus)
Oh, who hasn't felt at least one pang of attraction to a sociopath? Stop lying to yourself.
:looks at dating history:
:coughs:
Though, seriously, the closest to that that I dated I never got serious about. It was playing with fire, which was fun, but on the other hand, not something I wanted to play with until I got burned. So mostly, we talked about computers and made out.