In which I jerk off, come all over your breasts |
I would be willing to assert that I have possibly the best, most ecclectic and obscure porn collection in my peer group. Some of you (girl in beret, man smoking pipe - I'm looking at you) may la...
Posted by Hi, it's me. on Mon, 13 Aug 2007 10:49:00 PST |
How faashion! |
This what I be feelin for my homegirls:
And if I were a homme:
...
Posted by Hi, it's me. on Fri, 10 Aug 2007 04:27:00 PST |
Things I do not want to do |
I no longer want to:
1) Hear my mother raucously cheer on the contestents of Deal Or No Deal.
2) Excitedly open a new SMS, only to discover some flurescent nu-rave try-hard has s...
Posted by Hi, it's me. on Mon, 16 Jul 2007 03:07:00 PST |
In which I hang my head and mumble an apology |
Dearest Most Recent Ex-Boyfriend,
I recieved your message. For several weeks now I was operating in a safe fleece-lined cocoon of comfort, contentment, and any other adjective starting with a 'C...
Posted by Hi, it's me. on Mon, 09 Jul 2007 04:48:00 PST |
Your name reminds me of the female anatomy. |
God, I'd hate to have a name like Phillip - it reminds me of fallopian tubes.
Incidentally, when I googled "fallopian tubes", I found this:
Rather confronting.
In other news, Canada's ...
Posted by Hi, it's me. on Fri, 01 Jun 2007 05:01:00 PST |
Effectively returned, albeit somewhat displaced. |
Freshly adorned with several inches of extra hair and a full cup size larger in the chest (the former belonging to an anonymous donor and fixed to my crown by a muscular transvestite, the latter quite...
Posted by Hi, it's me. on Wed, 16 May 2007 02:12:00 PST |
Chemicals. |
For a long time I had been trying to discern what was right and wrong, good and bad, and what was expected of me. Then suddenly, sitting lazily in a cloud of marijuana smoke and naked sweat, I r...
Posted by Hi, it's me. on Sun, 04 Sep 2005 08:43:00 PST |
A kind of substance-induced empiricism. |
"The highest philosophical vision is possible only to one with the temperament of a lover" - Plato.
Therefore, I need to have more sex. I am far too discerning, and I mix with men that are too old...
Posted by Hi, it's me. on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Were you once happy? |
With what I have of you, daddy, you are frowning,
creased and squinting,
and I see your turmoil, daddy,
I see your experience,
yet the trouble you have with living, daddy.
Such deep shadows, and ...
Posted by Hi, it's me. on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Sleep and Time. |
it's a riddle with many syllables
and the silver strikes me
through the eyes and heavy
that none could pity the disabled
the small magnanimous fool
swaps places with those
while bronze palms ...
Posted by Hi, it's me. on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
