Friday, 27 April 2007

Even My Dreams Are Twisted...

THAT'S IT! No more Harry Potter for me! I had the most disturbing dream last night, involving Remus Lupin, Sirius' mother, and a bathtub. No... get your head out of the gutter, it wasn't that kind of dream, but nonetheless it was rather unsettling.

I am treating myself to a night on the tiles tonight. Ok, so Maxims isn't exactly an upper class tile, but it serves alcohol and I plan to get smashed. I am going to conveniently forget that I used to go to the exact same place as a fifteen year old for fear that I may be regressing. In a week I'll be drooling and crawling around on all fours. Wait... I already do that.

There is a yellow rose on the mantel piece and I don't know how it got there. Hmmm... yellow roses mean friendship... can't be for me...

How does one put weight on their wrists? I have no desire to develop any podge but I have the forearms of a six year old, and the veins reall really stick out... I suppose it would be helpful if I were a heroin addict but alas... I don't get my jollies out of needles. It's really beginning to bug me, if I hold my hand up I can almost see through my arm, and my hand looks massive, but that's only cause my wrist looks like a toothpick. Somebody put me into proportion!

Anyway, more importantly... what shall I wear tonight? I know, such a female question, but it needs to be addressed because I am a lazy bastard and I am also depressingly indecisive. Come midnight I will still be sitting here typing away because I am to lazy to get off my pretty little arse and shave my legs and I will probably need a good solid three hours to choose and outfit. Black always works, especially for Maxims, but... do I want to blend in or stand out. This needs to be addressed before I can be dressed.

Fuck it, I'll go in my pyjamas, then I'll be ready to fall into bed and prepare for my hangover as soon as I get home. Yeah, that's a plan.

I also haven't posted any yaoi pics in a while (snape/harry cannot count as yaoi) and I feel the need to remedy this, if only because the one person I know who reads this thing gets freaked out by boys rubbing up against other boys:




Hee hee hee hee! SasuNaru!

I have far more hardcore pics, but I fear for the anklebiters, and I fear for myself when the anklebiter's parents hunt me down with pitchforks. It comes to something thought, when I'd rather ogle drawings than photos... but the imagination is so much better than real life! At least I understand that I am mentally ill and can accept it with all the aplomb I can muster.

Perhaps later I will post a more hardcore pic, if I muster up the courage.

And now... piece de la resistance...



SEITEN TAISEI!

Nuff said.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Are you trying to say I'm a homophobe???? I have nothing against fairies, I just don't like watching their bedroom habits. Anyway, if you thought I'd freak out at the picture you put up you are sadly mistaken, that one was tame.
Chadders