I've turned over a new leaf. I've decided that I love men. A lot.

Hardy har har.

Still haven't adjusted to Daylight Savings. Ugh.

David Fisher.
I've been keeping my hands off your whole thing with Belinda, but I can't ignore recent events. What the fuck happened?

Spring Forward is my least favorite day of the year. I could always use that extra hour of sleep, and I hate resetting all my clocks. I forget many clocks I've got until I've got to change them all. At least my computer and cell phone change automatically, and at least it means spring's coming up. Before you know it, it's gonna be the equinox ( Read more... )

We just closed one of the strangest cases I've ever been on. It was a male victim, which is a little unusual in and of itself, but the circumstances - those were just plain eerie. His neighbor found him in his own bedroom, naked on the floor with a rope around his neck. Some stuff we found in his closet suggested it might have been self- ( Read more... )

If it wasn't for the fact that I'd rather you all kept your shirts on, I'd say it was nice to see male sexuality exploited for a change.

I've never really had a good experience with a bisexual, right? I mean, the last time I dated one, she broke up with me because she was "never serious about this dating-women thing - it's just for kicks, y'know?" and all she wanted to do was settle down and pop out her 2.4 babies with a big, strong man. Excuse me, girlfriend. Not all of us are ( Read more... )

Trisha's out. Finally. Nosy bitch never would have left this book alone if I'd kept it somewhere she could've seen it. Good thing we I never use that oven, even if it means I never get to see your beautiful handwritings. Long time, no write, yadda yadda ( Read more... )

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