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embarrassing: your mother walking in on you watching gay porn.

even more embarrassing: your mother being the one to say "Oh is that for research?" and coming over to see what's on the screen.

even more embarrassing then that: her saying "Well he has horrible technique" before leaving you alone in your room again...

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embarrassing: your mother walking in on you watching gay porn.

even more embarrassing: your mother being the one to say "Oh is that for research?" and coming over to see what's on the screen.

even more embarrassing then that: her saying "Well he has horrible technique" before leaving you alone in your room again...

ambition? wtf is that?

so i set my alarm and everything this morning because karen and i were going to go to the gym. because yesterday, against practically every fibre of my being, i joined a gym with her for a month. i was thinking at the time that working out might help me get motivated. yes. that might work if i make it to the gym. woke up in the middle of the night (middle of the night for me is 3:30am cause i went to bed at 2) and HAD to write. had to. no option because something was banging around in my brain and it absolutely had to get written or i was going to kill myself. so i did. until about 4:30. woke up again a little before 9 when Jennifer from LabSystems (the staffing agency for lab work) called about a job. no go. the job is monday thru friday 4-9pm. tuesday and wednesday i have class at night. grrr. kind of annoyed because lab positions pay well. and good pay is something i need since i'm only working part time. so i growl and roll over and try to go back to sleep. no. story is knocking at my brain again. call karen. see if we can postpone the gym till say 1. no go. she goes to the gym. i stay home and write. i fall asleep at my keyboard while writing sexy touching. note to self: stop using the word 'coltish' to describe JC. that's more a Justin term. i wake up at 12:15 when the phone rings again. i notice the drool on my keyboard and get up for good. i get coffee. now...we dance.

::dances::

seriously though. must finish coffee and then go write more. i am happy about this. have not had a break through with this story for many, many days.

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Ang- ::bighugs:: I'm sorry, hon

ambition? wtf is that?

so i set my alarm and everything this morning because karen and i were going to go to the gym. because yesterday, against practically every fibre of my being, i joined a gym with her for a month. i was thinking at the time that working out might help me get motivated. yes. that might work if i make it to the gym. woke up in the middle of the night (middle of the night for me is 3:30am cause i went to bed at 2) and HAD to write. had to. no option because something was banging around in my brain and it absolutely had to get written or i was going to kill myself. so i did. until about 4:30. woke up again a little before 9 when Jennifer from LabSystems (the staffing agency for lab work) called about a job. no go. the job is monday thru friday 4-9pm. tuesday and wednesday i have class at night. grrr. kind of annoyed because lab positions pay well. and good pay is something i need since i'm only working part time. so i growl and roll over and try to go back to sleep. no. story is knocking at my brain again. call karen. see if we can postpone the gym till say 1. no go. she goes to the gym. i stay home and write. i fall asleep at my keyboard while writing sexy touching. note to self: stop using the word 'coltish' to describe JC. that's more a Justin term. i wake up at 12:15 when the phone rings again. i notice the drool on my keyboard and get up for good. i get coffee. now...we dance.

::dances::

seriously though. must finish coffee and then go write more. i am happy about this. have not had a break through with this story for many, many days.

***

Ang- ::bighugs:: I'm sorry, hon

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"I think that you should stay with me today," says JC, popping a piece of cantalope into his mouth and smiling at me.

I laugh and shake my head, sipping my coffee. "I think you're delusional, my dear."


you know...that seemed really, really good at 4am...

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"I think that you should stay with me today," says JC, popping a piece of cantalope into his mouth and smiling at me.

I laugh and shake my head, sipping my coffee. "I think you're delusional, my dear."


you know...that seemed really, really good at 4am...

squee!!

look what dayse made me! ::points at icon::

she rocks so much!!

squee!!! i have a JoLa icon. and it's all animated...

i feel so damn cool...

god i love being so deluded...

squee!!

look what dayse made me! ::points at icon::

she rocks so much!!

squee!!! i have a JoLa icon. and it's all animated...

i feel so damn cool...

god i love being so deluded...

bowie...

i used to have a really awesome collection of David Bowie pics. somewhere around 500+. puts the Nsync/BSB collection to shame.

then my computer died. we salvaged what we could, mostly word documents. lost amid the wreckage was the Bowie pictures.

so now as I find myself desiring pictures of him again I find that many of my favourite sites have disappeared...

he hasn't released an album since "Hours..." and that wasn't that well-recieved, considered to trite and not very adventurous. "Toys" has been put on hold indefinitely and instead the "All Saints Collection" was released...

i think the fans are starting to get weary...

i'm not. i swear. i'm still here, David.

bowie...

i used to have a really awesome collection of David Bowie pics. somewhere around 500+. puts the Nsync/BSB collection to shame.

then my computer died. we salvaged what we could, mostly word documents. lost amid the wreckage was the Bowie pictures.

so now as I find myself desiring pictures of him again I find that many of my favourite sites have disappeared...

he hasn't released an album since "Hours..." and that wasn't that well-recieved, considered to trite and not very adventurous. "Toys" has been put on hold indefinitely and instead the "All Saints Collection" was released...

i think the fans are starting to get weary...

i'm not. i swear. i'm still here, David.