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Here Thar Be Pr0n
Dec. 20th, 2009 02:18 amAll right. No major news.
It amuses me that I'm all I ever do, according to recent posts, is watch terrible movies, make animated .gifs, go on ATV runs w/ ( silver ) muscle daddies, and hang out w/ ( my new iBff ) Mason. Which is true. Except that I also sometimes cuddle w/ Craig (although not quite as often as his 24/7 cuddle necessity requires), way too often go to work (a 9 day in a row stint ended Friday, which was a relaxing follow up to the 12 day stretch that ended on Thanksgiving. I make less money now than I did when everyone wondered how I survived 3 years ago), and masturbate, masturbate, masturbate( masturbate ).
Who doesn't?
Going home for Xmas. Craig is staying here; his idea. Before all you bitchy queens go off about how he doesn't love me anymore, and how separate vacations are never good for anybody, let me just say that I haven't been back there in two and a half years, that I have a shitload of people to visit w/, and that I'd rather have a husbear whose hands haven't broken off in the batshit insane Wisconsin winter cold. Against which, I have no defense, no longer owning a winter jacket.
I don't know how I feel about all this homegoing. Surely I'll photodocument the wreckage.
Also (Craig reminds me to write), y'all were right. God is dead and no one cares. Praise Zeus, we need to stop these people.
It amuses me that I'm all I ever do, according to recent posts, is watch terrible movies, make animated .gifs, go on ATV runs w/ ( silver ) muscle daddies, and hang out w/ ( my new iBff ) Mason. Which is true. Except that I also sometimes cuddle w/ Craig (although not quite as often as his 24/7 cuddle necessity requires), way too often go to work (a 9 day in a row stint ended Friday, which was a relaxing follow up to the 12 day stretch that ended on Thanksgiving. I make less money now than I did when everyone wondered how I survived 3 years ago), and masturbate, masturbate, masturbate( masturbate ).
Who doesn't?
Going home for Xmas. Craig is staying here; his idea. Before all you bitchy queens go off about how he doesn't love me anymore, and how separate vacations are never good for anybody, let me just say that I haven't been back there in two and a half years, that I have a shitload of people to visit w/, and that I'd rather have a husbear whose hands haven't broken off in the batshit insane Wisconsin winter cold. Against which, I have no defense, no longer owning a winter jacket.
I don't know how I feel about all this homegoing. Surely I'll photodocument the wreckage.
Also (Craig reminds me to write), y'all were right. God is dead and no one cares. Praise Zeus, we need to stop these people.
