Shade Everdark

Having a dog is like living with a four year old. Having a cat is like living with an eight year old.

Greetings and welcome.

I should be there.

I'm not sure, but I think we could be beating a dead horse.

Got my extra cards.

Happy birthday!

Meh. It's kinda silly, really. When's Free Sex Day? Now's that's a holiday I could get behind.

No beer; it is therefore inferior to the bar. Oh, and what's good about DGn? ... ...wait for it... ... Me.

I haven't. I have, however, gone out in the middle of the night (more due to work scheduling than to embarrassment) and played on the swings or the monkey bars at a playground. I like merry-go-rounds, too.

I'm glad you managed to come to that realization, that it worked for you. I'm also very relieved that your...'episodes' only last for a couple of days at a time. Mine are usually multiple-month affairs. I've mostly learned to accept that part of myself, but I still worry about sounding like I'm whining or *gasp* 'emo' (kidding!) when I bring it up to others.

Essentially, I don't. I wallow, I stoke the flames until they burn out on their own.

Hey, happy belated birthday, you!

Once again, 'Serafina' by A Covenant of Thorns. I really ought to break down and buy the damn album.

Not that that is high on the list of things that I would like to see, but c'mon, man, old people deserve their kinks, too. Hell, living the repressed lives most of them have been forced to, they probably deserve a tiny little bit of kink more than the rest of us.

It IS okay to go out in public in my PJs...when I'm walking across the street to the CVS or picking up a pizza.

You can't legislate good taste, unfortunately, so trying to throw people in prison for wearing their pants like they forgot to pull them up after their last visits to the toilet is futile, not to mention that a case could likely be made for it being Constitutionally unsound, since they aren't exposing anything obscene. Indeed, the only thing such people really expose, is themselves, to ridicule. My fashion pet peeve is the trend for preppy guys to wear the ridiculous-looking bubblegum pink polo shirt with the popped collar. It's ridiculous; you look like you went shopping at the Bazooka chewing gum online store, and forgot to straighten your shirt out when you left the house this morning.

I'm on The Silmarillion. If it didn't read like a history book, or the Bible, it'd be tragic. Like, slit your wrists tragic.

I'm re-reading The Lord of the Rings. Yup, I do it every year. Yup, I'm a geek. Nope, don't ever get me into a discussion about it, I will bore you to death.

Damn skippy. It must have something to do with living down there while young. Though going down there to visit my father these days...even though Greenville has a lot of transplants, it's like a whole other world down there. Seriously, culture shock in Tokyo wasn't as bad as going down there.

I will not be happy until I see a Bojangles up here. ...never happen.

I'm not, and I prefer it that way.

Phil Ochs - There But for Fortune

"60 Miles an Hour" - New Order