"I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE YOU, YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A DISEASE, A DRAIN, A PLAGUE"
But you still read my journal....
What the hell is that about?
Everytime you come back, you insist I go away....
heh.
Got books today.
Mail order books are such an addiction.
"Personals: Portraits of REAL people and their personal ads"... excellent book
"What's Not to Love?: The Adventures of a Mildly Perverted Young Writer" by Jonathan Ames
"Demonology" by RIck Moody (He wrote "the Ice Storm" )
and "The Cases That Hunt Us: From Jack the Ripper to JonBenet Ramsey, the FBI's Legendary Mindunter Sheds Light on the Mysteries That Won's Go Away" by John Douglas and Mark Olshaker...
I only got that for the writer and because of the cases that *aren't* jack the ripper and JonBenet.
And through all those nifty bonus points you get when you order and pay for your stuff, I ended up just paying $10 in shipping.
I feel so ... frugal .
hah. yeah. right.
But you still read my journal....
What the hell is that about?
Everytime you come back, you insist I go away....
heh.
Got books today.
Mail order books are such an addiction.
"Personals: Portraits of REAL people and their personal ads"... excellent book
"What's Not to Love?: The Adventures of a Mildly Perverted Young Writer" by Jonathan Ames
"Demonology" by RIck Moody (He wrote "the Ice Storm" )
and "The Cases That Hunt Us: From Jack the Ripper to JonBenet Ramsey, the FBI's Legendary Mindunter Sheds Light on the Mysteries That Won's Go Away" by John Douglas and Mark Olshaker...
I only got that for the writer and because of the cases that *aren't* jack the ripper and JonBenet.
And through all those nifty bonus points you get when you order and pay for your stuff, I ended up just paying $10 in shipping.
I feel so ... frugal .
hah. yeah. right.
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one lick - and they just can't stop coming back. they are hooked on your sweet, sweet burning edge.
that or they are psycho freaknuts - to whom you are far far too kind.
if ya *really* wanna be kind, kick 'em in the ass insteada spankin 'em
that's my bad advice to Holly for the day -- whatcha think, punkalicia?
get them in the position, bare bottom begging for that sweet snap. perhaps even a light caress - let the anticipation build, slowly slowly, until they are begging for any contact...
errr, what was the point to this again?
i fear i have managed to distract myself...
i think i need to go out and punish some naughties -- they're everywhere, you know...
I dunno.
And I'm always worried that I'm presenting this horribly unfair side of them, just whining, just being a lil attention whore about it. That has more to do with their accusations, I think, than anything that has it's genesis in my own head, but it's still there and potent no matter where it came from.
psycho fucknuts is a possibility.
To get all armchair psych about it, I'm an enabler. ::nods::
and then freak out again.
it's nutty. it's freaky. it's more fun than hitting thinks with raw hamburger.
i think i'd been some form of hemoragic fever. that would be fun.
Undetected, it continues to corrupt for up to 10 years before it finally drives you insane. It causes behavior that looks like drunkeness... uncontrollable, and no one believes you when you say that it's not just your druggie tendencies.
It's probably what Poe died of, contrary to the popular 'drunk in a gutter' theory.