I have the night off and I'm spending it on the internet, which I haven't done in a long long time. It's so fucking great. Downloading blaxploitation film soundtracks, browsing through gallery after gallery of sexy 1960s flight attendants, catching up on dinosaur comics. Coolin' out.

I am pondering the idea that computers numb and obscure our humanity. I suspect this is true.

I'm going to bed in the middle of one of the biggest snowstorms Asheville has seen. I'm going to listen to music, maybe some radio and also some Sonic Youth, and I'm going to read Henry Miller's Tropic of Cancer. I believe this will be the perfect antidote for my conviction that computers numb and obscure our humanity.

The phenomenon of tastynutz is perfect evidence of this conviction.

she's currently off the sex actually and the young girl she sleeps platonic with is here cleaning the house and babysitting and making pretty damn good cookies.

I am finding myself quite interested in the lady I've been fucking, which wasn't supposed to happen, but what the hell. she took the news of my "new" roommate about as one might expect, but didn't say no to seeing me outright. she's actually had this unfortunate pattern of dating guys living with their ex-wives, which I really wish I weren't contributing too, but I gotta keep the fucking junkies from stalking my family. period.

so yeah, more Swedish and '70s than Abba fighting over a coke spoon in the sauna...

please tell us more (dont)

if I haven't talked you out of this by merely existing, there is no point in saying more. Congrats! I think...

im sure rob will put a bit more effort into his marriage

you get out wot you put in my friend (your not my friend)

Hah, nice.

18th birthday back in September 2008:





~Jeremy~

I almost took your troll bait, but then I developed a sudden yawn.

good enough for me

Good luck with that Rob!

isn't

trying to say no to cheesecake

Best of luck Rob (don't do it!)

love is like chocolate cheesecake. there is lots of silent and audible shouting of "don't do it" but the inevitable cannot be denied. and it tastes so good while it lasts...

you just bought your cheesecake past its sell by date which is why you belly ache all the time

bullshit

actually I didn't buy the cheesecake, it was left in my fridge by the chicks who just sort of moved in/back. I don't have the strength for it to make it to it's sell by date, though I wish I did.

me? I'm happy. I'm sure that annoys you even more than if I wasn't. which makes me even happier. have a beautiful Saturday.

Who wants chicken breasts for dinner?! I do, I do! Because it's all I have in the house and I can't get out of my parking lot because the fuckwad apartment landlords haven't seen fit to fucking plow my fucking parking lot so I can go and fucking get some other fucking kind of fucking food!

snowed in without a car without food. i don't think my brother is going to be coming back with the car tonight either with more snow expected.

fun.

WTF is wrong w/ me? I just [edited to protect the innocent... PM me for details!].

Sans some real-life professional wisdom, I'll do with whatever slings and arrows you guys want to shoot this way. I know your intentions are good.

Yeah. Finally got y'all didn't I? Too real for y'al w/ yr oh-so-serious drug problems and yr obsessions with Courtney and with big booty and with obscure bands nobody gives a shit about and all that. You can't deal with it when one of us comes to you with [whatever].

I answered by PM to much the same effect.

Floatingslowly and girlgun--don't look, OK?

So... what are you talking about exactly?

I'm mostly just embarassed. I can't believe I said it. I really don't know what came over me, we were just talking, and then I said it. She probably thinks I'm an idiot. I suck.

OK. Yeah, it's unlikely. They hardly share my enthusiasm for SY. Regardless, I'm embarassed and find myself wondering what let my tongue, if you'll pardon the expression, slip. The power of the wimmenz over the menz?

Seriously, the worst issue for me right now is not the thought of an indiscretion but the embarassment of having made this remark. Unless this woman came banging on my door, and unless I were on the verge of suicide, I know nothing would come of this. I honestly don't know why I said it. It was purely in the moment.

Deal.

I realize now it's probably because of the snowstorm.

Girlgun and Satan, please forgive me. I remain true.

It would help me get thru this if others could share simliar such embarassments.

Come on, a little support from my brothers in arms? She was cute istanding n the snow and all. It was a weak moment.

I have no idea what you are talking about as you edited it. Give me all of the details and I can give you all of my manly advice and sympathy. I'm a man that knows a thing or two about sexual interest.

Probably the defining moment of both the 70's and Sweden.

Were ABBA into coke? I don't know this story.

Entirely irrelevant at this point as what was said just made perfect, crystalline sense as a thing that would happen in such contexts.

I guess someone doesn't want any of this bro support I've got. And I'm pretty bro'd out. As in, bro'd to the max, not out of bro.

???

Appreciate the gesture. I'm dealing.

My neighbor's been out there shoveling for four hours now. If I were a gentleman, I'd go help. It's kind of scary how dogged she is about it.

Sometimes a bro just gotta bust some of his goodness up inside of you and it's hard for him to take no for an answer.

I don't get that ghetto talk but I think I get your drift. thanks.

"Mama Mia" is clearly a love song written to coke.