Archive for January, 2010


January 31, 2010

Sexuality doesn’t inherently lead to sex just as fighting prowess doesn’t inherently lead to fighting.



January 30, 2010

I fear it’s ruined forever. Everytime I think about it or think about preparing for it I can only think of her and the union we had. These thoughts do poorly to fill the empty spot I have now. I’m scared I have to find someone extraordinary to lift me out of it, I don’t have the strength to claw my own way out. Where am I to find smile on sacred wings? How am I to do this? How sorry this is…how sorry I am.


January 29, 2010

I could go for some physical abuse right about now. Too crude? K, then, I could go for a solid roughing up right about now.


January 27, 2010

Bam boom kachoom. That was awesome. I’m still not sure why you don’t bling it…I mean ring…what hell is with my rhyming? I don’t even remember what I was saying. …I like your eyes. I’m drunk…bery drunk. He he he, berry…


January 27, 2010

If you hadn’t bought those Uggs, you’d have kept the lithe look alive and they wouldn’t have had to skin an Uggliasaurus to bring them to your store. Then again if you hadn’t bought them you couldn’t pull off the comfy cute look in a bookstore.


January 26, 2010

Ah, Nicholas, that’s a good name. Who does your nails?


January 24, 2010

I’m not looking for perfect. I’m looking for makes my eyes get a bit bigger and smirk a little when I see her.

“Hi,” she said.

January 24, 2010

“Hi, I’m Molly.” “Of course you are, darlin’.” I think I had her when I misplaced that ‘g’.


January 23, 2010

You’re like a boy with his hand in the cookie jar, but there is absolutely nothing wrong with what you’re doing. You’re just all smiles and giggles…it just seems like it should be wrong.


January 23, 2010

I’d buy you a llama…but I don’t have any jeeze…I mean sheeze…I mean, dammit what was I saying about you again?