Not in any particular order:
>> Thongs. Just not a good idea, ever.
>> You can make it to the airport from my house in under 30 minutes if you don’t mind breaking laws — both traffic and physics.
>> Sometimes, I am teh hawt. The airport pickup was one of those times.
>> Walking down a flight of stairs as they watch you turns the two or three butterflies in your tummy to a cast of thousands.
>> Kissing in a public stairwell can lead to embarrassing moments.
>> Murphy’s Law states that if you have a party, you will come down with a cold the day of.
>> Wet cake batter smells good when smeared on a body or three.
>> It does however, make a horrific mess.
>> Many of my friends from work are *loud*.
>> Really, really loud.
>> I should party with them more often.
>> Negative 603 dollars. OMGWTFingPonies!!! Who did I piss off and where do I make propriations to stop this stupidity?
>> I wanna be able to lap dance like that!
>> Salt does *not* stick to plastic glasses, no matter how much you wish it would.
>> One day is NOT enough advance notice that you will be repaving the parking lot. Especially as I was out for most of the day/night.
>> Towing my truck was also not fucking funny.
>> Dating a nurse means that you will always lose the “I’m fine, stop fussing” debate.
>> And that’s ok. 🙂
>> The pulled pork recipe that I made up is a winner. I will definitely be doing that again.
>> Holding hands and walking around downtown Austin.
>> And getting eyefucked by that girl while watching a cute butt go cycling up the street.
>> I have found new crack. It’s Aquafina’s Sparkling Flavored Water. Citrus Twist. Yum.
>> “I made you a picture!” *flashlight clicks on*
>> You make me feel beautiful.
>> I saw you tearing up in Security. I walked away so that you wouldn’t see me doing the same.
>> CV boot, yes?
>> That was an amazing drawing; I don’t usually dig anthro/furry stuff but that was awfully pretty.
>> I am pretty sure that I have a slight crush on breasystorm. Of course, that puts me in an upper percentile of people.
>> Honey flavored kisses.
>> OMG, he smells good.
>> I have leftover booze. A really, really lot of it. I think I’ll take it to CMA (if I can!).
There’s more — but I cannot acurately capture it right now. I will try to do some vignettes when I am not so brain dead.
>> I just saw Jesus. I think you fucked me Xtian!!
>> Walmart carries a variety of lube?!
**Bride of EDIT**
The old folks at the scenic pull off.
New music thoughts from friends.
Pawning off a ton of food at Tam’s.
I can go to CMA!
6 thoughts on “No, no. There is too much.”
if you dance like that..it will make you a lethal weapon….as it is…conversations are forgotten and i am fairly certian no one cared to take their eyes off you when you danced..
elysium at some point
The same can be said of you, doll. I know for a fact that at least 3 conversations stuttered to a stop at the back flip.
So much win there, no idea where to start. 🙂
Much of it at your instigation/house/invitation.
Hoot! She’s wearing a toga-thing! With Batman dancing above her head.
LOL, Crimson Toga.
Sounds like a superhero