In Davis right now at a coffee shop with my roommate, and I am posting this for no other reason than because there is wireless internet here and I can. We were going to randomly drive to Reno today, but then decided not.
Here is a list of random happenings/thoughts of the night1. While stopped at a red light, on our way to get dinner, a Camaro
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But...but I thought you said you and I would be the most non-lesbian gay couple! And now I find you whoring around with coffee?!? I knew it!
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*looks around*
*sips coffee*
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*cough* Tramp. *cough*
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No reason for this post? You make everyone's life a little brighter by regaling us with stories of old ladies and young men breaking into cemetaries and you feel your post is pointless? Okay, admittedly you didn't regale with stories so much as stated a basic fact while I created the rest of the story in my own head, but I think that still counts. It's entertainment nonetheless. Really, it's a fascinating story. I won't tell you how it ends, but seriously, you don't want to know who's in that coffin.
I hear those cars flinging underwear are actually gang initiations, so you're probably a member now. All you have to do is show the bra around to every street gang you come across and when you find the one that doesn't kill you, you're in. I can't say how I know that.
And was "like, more than a friend" a DT reference? :)
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Oh, I've heard about that gang! I believe they call themselves the Fruit of the Loom Posse. Nasty bunch. Showing your bra to this gang is their equivalent of a secret handshake. So, if showing my bra to random street thugs is what I must do, then who am I to question it? I don't see how anything bad could possibly come from this.
Of COURSE that was a DT reference! I love my coffee like Clara loves Jesus! Maybe even a little more... *gasp*
And you've really gone to town on your LJ since I last looked - it's lookin' good! :)
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Why is it that the words "You don't want to know" are invariably met with the other person begging you to tell them? All right, if you MUST know... it was a mermaid. She was on her way to a slumber party when she was wiped out as part of a gang initiation. She was going to kick them in the shins and run away, but was impeded in both tasks by a lack of feet. (Now then, kids, let's count the inside jokes in that passage...)
Of COURSE that was a DT reference! I love my coffee like Clara loves Jesus! Maybe even a little more... *gasp*Based on the ongoing conversation, I was under the impression you and coffee were lovers. (Personally, I think you could do a lot better, but who am I to stand in ( ... )
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::awestruck:: They do exist!
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RE: Two men sleeping in one bed. See, you say it's perfectly reasonable for 2 male friends to share a bed in a hotel, whereas Max emailed us this morning and said there was no way in hell that he'd share a bed with a male friend (I believe his response was "HELL NO!" and went so far as to say he'd fight his friend for the bed). I don't know if it's a generational thing, or possibly Max is just not as secure in his sexuality...? But clearly there is s split in authority here.
We need a third male's point of view on this, to break the tie. If you are male and are reading this, would you share a bed with a fellow male friend in a hotel? Or would one of you opt to sleep on the floor?
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This whole thing makes me think of that scene from the movie "Trains, Planes, and Automobiles," where the two guys sleep in the same bed and wake up spooning.
"Where's your hand?"
"It's right here."
"Where's your *other* hand?"
"Between 2 pillows."
"THOSE AREN'T PILLOWS!"
*they both jump out of bed*
"Uh, you see that game last night???"
"Helluva game, helluva game!"
I love that movie.... ;)
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Two men will do no such thing if they are straight. ;)
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Ahem..."I�m so excited...and I just can�t hide it! I�m so excited! I�m so....scared!"
running off to scarf some more caffiene pills so I can study for geometry.
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