i dreamt i saw you walking
up a hillside in the snow
casting shadows on the winter sky
as you stood there counting crows
one for sorrow, two for joy,
three for girls, and four for boys,
five for silver, six for gold, and
seven for a secret never to be told

there's a bird that nests inside you
sleeping underneath your skin
when you open up your wings to speak
i wish you'd let me in

from "a murder of one" ~ counting crows
"WHITER THAN MICHAEL JACKSON?!"

i have a lot of cleavage showing right now and i just had to wrestle Angel away from it after five consecutive minutes for fondling, kissing, worshipping and burying his face in them. He is so goofy.

We have not done a whole lot lately since we have Roni non-stop, but Chip-head finally called to see her and we had a night off. (Chip never really was good about calling but now he just stopped. Since i finally stopped calling him to push him into taking his daughter on his days, she has been there twice in the last three months.)

We packed as much as we could into that night! i had O. Penguin and his girl over for dinner and drinks. After that, we went to The Ranch and had a great time. We had just located a table and sat down when this girl who'd danced for Russ, i think, came over and sat in my lap to say hi. Less than a minute later, her blonde friend came over and got really friendly. Wildly enough, they both just decided to do a spontaneous double lap dance ALL OVER ME! i'll admit it was awesome, but i was surprised as hell. Girls don't just do free dances for no reason, but i think all the guys around us were getting off on it, so they may have just been advertising a little. Adrian ("Miss Colorado" or "Mistress of the Dungeon") was there working a bachelor party but stopped by to snuggle for a few then i rubbed her feet before her turn on the stages. We had some breakfast and bailed twenty minutes before closing to beat the rush.

Burt Reynolds {ne Turd Ferguson} is getting old. He is my cream colored large rat with the brown cape. He moves slow and cautiously now and doesn't eat much. His balance is shaky. i will feel bad for Alex Trebek if Burt dies first. Trebek is a jumbo, i think, or just fat, it's hard to tell with as much as he eats! He is a real rat's rat's rat, packing away food and moving the rat furniture and scurrying about like a veteran tightrope walker. i adore my boys!

My Joey is coming to town tomorrow! i can't GET more excited! Angel will pick him up at the bus station and take him to dinner and i get him on Thursday until i drop him off at the airport. i miss Joey . . . he was the best damn roomie i ever had!

Last night, Ronica was reading her books aloud and we started doing punny things and playing with words during a break. Somehow we got onto the subject of Brandon Lee looking Asian. i said he didn't look that Asian and Angel said he did, but not too very strongly as his mom was white. Roni said, "How white?" and we started throwing out various 'whiter than ----' comparisons, just being silly. All of a sudden, Roni yells, "WHITER THAN MICHAEL JACKSON?!� And Angel and i almost choked to death we were laughing so hard! Good times, oh yeah!

Today at work i participated in two meetings, an offline half hour mandatory intra-net survey and an offline 15 minute e-mail questionnaire. Then i ran out of there for a quick meeting with Ronica's teacher as this was the 'Meet the Teacher' night at her school. After all that, i gave up and we went to Dragon Wood for dinner. Chinese buffet . . . mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!


"i don't know about getting the letter in the mail box, but judging by how quickly my privates were shrinking, i'd have no trouble getting my penis in the keyhole . . ."
Guy on Sick Trip, Comedy Channel


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confessed on Tuesday, Aug. 27, 2002