Life: Drink it in

[toniotreschi]

Sometimes life takes weird turns. The kind of turns that make you stop and ask yourself questions. Questions like, "How did I wind up on the porch of this Rococo mini-mansion on the outskirts of the city at 2 in the morning?" "Who is this handsome devil who invited me over to his house?" and "Why can't I stop smiling

Comments

[mrie]

Dude. You are so cute my head just exploded. I'm sorry to hear about the ill-timed holiday, though.

to rococo rot

[somadream]

oh my god! your hands are like margarine! why didn't i tell you that earlier? well, i guess i just didn't want you to get mad.

i have to go look for a job. i will write you a big phat email tomorrow, you sly princely man.

ps: i spent all night last night at a dyke softball tournament with my new librarian friend WHO LOOKS EXACTLY LIKE MY MOM!!!!!!!!! and we drank budweiser and watched the big game. this is so ridiculous i think i am just going to kill myself at the thought. still-- how am i supposed to refuse the gays, when i finally discover them-- even if they are playing and enjoying a sport that i hate more than eating bugs!!