Hello to all my anonymous friends. A real-life friend calls y'all my "make believe" friends, but I know you're as real as the 6 foot tall bunny that comes to work with me each day.
But I digress.
I wanted to start this post as a documentary of my 43rd birthday, which begins tonight at 12, midnight. I don't expect much to happen for the first 5 or so hours of my birthday, until I wake up. Although, I do remember the day when my ex once woke me up on my birthday, early in the morning, with some wild-ass rompin' in the hay. Ah, for the good old days, when I was married to that psychotic drug-addled b*tch, and things seemed somehow simpler. Just had to worry about making enough money to cover her trips to Wal-Mart, our occasional elicit drug buy (back in those days, I did some naughty things, it's true, but I'm clean as a whistle, now), and her outrageous birthday parties for the kids. Oh sure, there was that birthday night when she was driving the car, screaming at me, intentionally hitting the orange barrels on the side of the highway, and I promised myself that if I survived, I would never spend another birthday night with her...and I followed through on that, but hey, at least I was getting sexed on a regular basis up until then.
But I digress.
Let this post stand as a monument to August 19, 2004: a: just another effin' day. b: the worst birthday of my life (not likely...no orange barrels in sight) c: the greatest birthday of my life (unfortunately, not likely either) d: the day a pregnant traveler from the east came and gave me a big, sloppy birthday kiss (hey, hp, a guy can hope) e: some guy's 43rd birthday.
I will keep all of you updated as to my progress. First report from the actual day may not be until 9 or so, as my dear co-workers here at the guv-ment office of bureaucracy usually bring treats on people's birthdays. Of course, if W wakes me up at 1 a.m. by ridin' me hard and puttin' me away wet, I'll let you know, too. Still, I wouldn't be sitting around my pc waiting for updates until late morning, U.S. Central time.
Have a great afternoon-evening, all of my imaginary friends!
If I could bottle this drive of mine and send it to your W just in time for your birthday, I would. A little is all you need (isn't that a line from a Who song?).
Anyway, Fuzz, may all your birthday wishes come true!!
I don't mind the sun sometime
The images it shows
I can taste you on my lips
And smell you in my clothes
Cinnamon and Sugar
And softly spoken lies
You never know just how you look
Through someone elses eyes
BHS-"Pepper"
Hairdog, Happy Birthday to a guy who shares a b-day with Gene Roddenberry and Jonathon Frakes (there's been a distinct lack of Trek references around here lately(although I did see your "Resistance is Futile"one))!!!!!!! ( Although, I see that we are missing a "pointy eared" emoticon.)
Also I am hitting the big 44 on Friday here, so I understand the feelings about assessing one's situation. So as a fellow lackanookie traveller, I am wishing that you will be laid so well the grin lasts until Labor Day!
Have a good one, HD!
Scott -Who finally did get a hug from his spouse this am!!!!!!!!!!!! Almost as good as sex for helping the mood, but nowhere near as perfect.
"Satisfaction is not guaranteed." Rule #19 Ferengi "Rules of Acquistition"
Let no one ever accuse me of stirring anything up, but...
<evil me> Have you considered getting a bunch of your buds together for a party at the local strip club?
If it isn't happening at home, maybe you can a least go out and look at it :-]
When you get home, you smell of cigarettes, booze and perfume (don't forget lots of lap dances).
Why would she mind? You just went out for a little sex. </evil me>
Happy Birthday! -NOPkins-
I will ferret out an affair at any opportunity.
-An affair is the embodiment of entitlement, fueled by resentment and lack of respect. -An infidel will remain unreachable so long as their sense of entitlement exceeds their ability to reason.
I knew all my invisible friends would come through! I will try to keep positive. I will, I will, I will. Happy birthday to you Scooter. Live long and prosper. Nopkins, you are an evil thinker...I always liked that about you. And yes, IHJ, I am blessed with many wonderful things (including one thing that's going to shrivel up into nothingness if it doesn't get some action soon.) Oh, and CN...here in the Show-me State, our DL's last for about three years, so no trip to the DMV for me, thank you.
Hairdog - who is happy his house is air-conditioned today.
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