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Damn mosquitos!!! I hate them! I hate them all! Yeah, even the little one that is landing and flittering away after it gets a quick bite of my exposed flesh! I'm not even that freakin' exposed! *growls*
 
My authors note on Over the Sink 1 has a typo or two as well.

Blurts:
I bit my tongue so hard I drew blood by accident while eating dinner tonight. Burts like hell some few hours later.

And I think I just stole regional points leader for my poker league :D
If I had played the first game seriously I could have won instead of second place, and really taken the lead by a mile.

and I'm cutting back on poker to get to more kung fu classes from now on. I feel really out of shape, and need much more exercise. And I need more sleep during the week as well, and poker has been keeping me up late. So I'll be going to kung fu on Monday and Thursday, and poker only on Wednesdays.
 
My confusion level is on the rise :eek: I need brain transplant so I can at least focus on what I'm saying without sounding a complete idiot.
 
Chantilyvamp said:
My confusion level is on the rise :eek: I need brain transplant so I can at least focus on what I'm saying without sounding a complete idiot.
Please give me your old one when you get a new one done. Yours probably works better than mine at this point. :rolleyes:
 
I just got an amazing offer to write porn for money. Dirty porn...my kind of porn, and it's a lot of money.

My wife is going to be going to seminary school. She doesn't know that I still write porn.

Submitting and keeping the files burried on the computer is one thing. Hiding documents is easy. Hiding what equates to a second job of income is hard, and she would not be happy if she knew what was happening.

Damn moral dilemas.
 
The_Darkness said:
I just got an amazing offer to write porn for money. Dirty porn...my kind of porn, and it's a lot of money.

My wife is going to be going to seminary school. She doesn't know that I still write porn.

Submitting and keeping the files burried on the computer is one thing. Hiding documents is easy. Hiding what equates to a second job of income is hard, and she would not be happy if she knew what was happening.

Damn moral dilemas.
have the money paid into my bank account.

i'm sure we can work something out :cool:
 
femininity said:
have the money paid into my bank account.

i'm sure we can work something out :cool:

:devil:

If only.

I'm probably going to do it, but it will entail a series of hidden accounts and other shit which sounds all cloak-and-dagger but is really pretty simple.

I do find it ironic that I'm paying off my college education by writing pornography though. The thought is occuring to me, though, that maybe there's a connection there that isn't so surprising at all.
 
The_Darkness said:
I just got an amazing offer to write porn for money. Dirty porn...my kind of porn, and it's a lot of money.

My wife is going to be going to seminary school. She doesn't know that I still write porn.

Submitting and keeping the files burried on the computer is one thing. Hiding documents is easy. Hiding what equates to a second job of income is hard, and she would not be happy if she knew what was happening.

Damn moral dilemas.

*sigh* I have no such problems. Perhaps they'd like to employ me instead. ;)
 
So, I accidentally got drunk last night and told my boyfriend a bunch of things that I've been keeping inside. I don't want to hide things from him, but I don't want to burden him with my emotions when he's already got enough problems of his own. I'm very, very fortunate in this world and I have very little to complain about. I'm sometimes afraid to let him know how I really feel about him, because it's very new to both of us, but I think all in all the honesty is a good thing. Now he knows where I stand, and that I don't feel like I'm sacrificing for him. I'm strong enough for both of us. It's almost over; we've almost made it through this summer from hell. Probably won't be smooth sailing from now on, but at least it will be forward motion.
 
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Sohni de nakhre sohne lagde, oye mainu...
Sohni de nakhre sohne lagde. ;)
 
ok i think thats it for me today mood is getting out of hand so i need to find my hole and stay there for awhile.
 
I Feel…
I feel like I’m in a tumble dryer
upside down and back to front
facing in and out at the same time
I don’t know how to get out
I don’t know if this will ever change
I don’t know why this is happening to me

I feel like I’m being ground to bits
crushed and chopped, loosing pieces of me
I don’t know how long it will go on for
I don’t know who put me here
I don’t know why this is happening to me

I feel like a scrap of paper blowing along the street
No use to anyone, stood on, crumpled, forgotten
Rubbish not even good enough for the bin
The hopes I had have gone
My dreams - being given to others

I am alone in a café waiting
I was left here while my dad went for a ‘swift one’
I don’t know how long it’s been, but I’m bored
I don’t know why this happened to me
I don’t know who cares

I don’t want to feel anymore

- anon, 2002
 
Adi87 said:
Sohni de nakhre sohne lagde, oye mainu...
Sohni de nakhre sohne lagde. ;)
:D

Chantilyvamp said:
ok i think thats it for me today mood is getting out of hand so i need to find my hole and stay there for awhile.
Why can't you come out and play? I promise I'll be nice today. ;)

Fallenfromgrace said:
Mere ashq keh rahe meri kahaani
Inhein samjho na tum sirf paani


mujhe maaf karo?
I hope it happens sweetie. :rose: :kiss:
 
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