However I try to sound in these parts, I’ve gone about my life in a structured and well-organised manner.
And then, after spending a week not budging from the bed with Crayola, I get this scary sounding letter that roughly went: “If you don’t stop by with your rent, we will evict you.”
Awesome.
Update: We’d initially assumed a few days would do. That became a week. And now it’s been over 10 days.
It must be obvious why there aren’t any journal updates.
If you keep at it over there, your willy’s going to fall off! ;)
Hehe.
I’m biting my tongue so hard trying not to sound corny here.
It’s just… it’s like… my need to really express to this woman how I feel about her is… insatiable.
Careful, you’re going to end up with a sexy blog here, soon. :D
And we can’t have that now, can we? I mean, given my target demography and everything.
Your target is pre-teen girls? :-P
Actually, I aim quite a bit older. Quite a bit older indeed.
LOL. At least those of the age of consent, anyway. ;)
Exactly! We wouldn’t want to break any laws now, would we?
Well, that depends on the law. There are some incredibly stupid ones out there – written in the 1800’s and still in effect today. Ugh!
I suppose, but this is not one of those stupid ones.