get right
whoa. who is the hottest ish ever? ya, just caught the new vid, finally..don't have the television people! but damn...i like the librarian best and the short haired waitress. the ones in the bathroom look like drag queens and i think that kid is the same one from the first vid ever, a little older and without her baby phat. so my hero..did i ever tell you about the erotic dream i had about her wearing only a french maid skirt and a tiara holding a feather duster? she was very dominant and ben affleck was involved..but he doesn't touch me, only the lovely does... anyway, i think i'm getting my strength back after being out for most of last week with the stomach flu..more peoples coming thru to bless the new abode, and my hydro won't be cut off, yipee! there's lots of cute peoples who live in the building ") and all my addresses have been changed. there's a vacancy, who wants to move in? i ran into the niyak, after only living on the street for a month and i got my glasses back. i think that it's safe to say that i'm over that one. funny how life can change you in a relatively short time. even the skin takes longer to completely regenerate...well, i wish them all well, even Satan, now that i am in the blissy bliss, and i am growing increasingly convinced that you CAN find everything you want/like in one person. yep. damn. never thought i would hear my hands saying those words. but i did, and i wrote it down, so there's evidence. just like i didn't think i would have a career, but it appears that i'm heading towards one that is lucrative and close to my soul's work. (sigh) not that i don't love working at the store, who are we kidding...sunday was great though, the kind of day that makes you just shake your head. i dressed in my rasta outfit a few days late, since i had to skip skurvy's shindig due to a shitty disposition (literally and figuratively) and got comments from the Saab about the "fountainess" of my hair. i started off the day scattering gold chocolate coins into the sidewalk to conduct an experiment on the number of people who will eat things off Robson St. Next, I crafted a lovely toga outfit for a naked Ken doll (felt bad for him because he wasn't loved as much as the Barbie with the broken legs and binded breast and chewed on hands-that and his ass was dumped months ago for Blaine) out of the leftover scraps from the Mardi Gras mask-building bonanza for a cutie from San Francisco. her dad was most impressed with the large green feather coming out of the belt (I called it "macaroni") and she was a happy one. I fell in love with the cutest little baby that came in half naked wearing sweatpants clutching a small bottle of tylenol. he was a drooly droolerton, but I was way too easily charmed. My favorite Special Kracker came through driving to the ends of the earth to get us Popeye's Chicken for all, while Gerri was hilarious trying to redeem his entire 7-11 coupon for free merchandise. what's up with all the new locations in the downtown core? and then trying to market themselves as trendy and something that the yuppies and lalaland rejects that live in lululemon want to partake in? seriously... well, gotta run along now, and get ready for the Sebfest 2005. we're planning to spend a lot of time together to counter the notion that anyone is being replaced due to people being in happy fulfilling relationships. all4now.
