Saturday, December 11, 2004

sushi, racquetball and not christmas shopping

--a perfect way to spend a friday night, i think.

wow.
you know you're watching TVLand when the commercials are for a new knee replacement surgery and metamucil.
but, hey--it's Alf's Hit Talk Show, so how can you pass that up??
(it's pretty funny, actually)

today is a busy day--
gym, bowling, christmas tree up, and HOPEFULLY, start the god damned christmas shopping.
we have such a short list this year, due to a new family policy of name-drawing,
that we don't even know what to do with ourselves.
down from a list of 40 to a list of 10.
that calls for a nice loud, "Fuckin' A!!"
i mean...
i'm as generous as the next guy, but...
40 people is too many.
and my stomach is growling.
i haven't had breakfast yet.
but i have had a couple of orgasms.
(part of my new diet idea)

am I talking?
I feel like I'm just rambling incoherantly...
no, this would not be much of a change from the usual fare.
but i'll go.
and report back later.
or something.
fuck you.
and YOU.
and definitely you, ya fuckin' prick.
or at least read yesterday's fantasy.
AND LEAVE A COMMENT.

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