Fuckin...phew.

Having navigated two breakdowns, week-long all-night cram sessions, a project, three mid-terms and a quiz, Thursday evening finally creeps its happy loafing ass into existence.

Done.

So the Mizz and myself elected to celebrate by kicking our feet up with some videos. Going at that point on about 4 hours of sleep over a few nights, I don't remember much of the experience. - Something about making 2 or 3 different trips the the shelf to pick out video games that they ended up not having and asking her not to take me there on little or no sleep in the future as the likelihood of choking incidents is phenomenally increased.

*Aside: Does anyone else have this problem with their Blockbusters refusing to sort their shelves more than twice a year?

Any rate, we finally got out of there with......ah yeah - the sci-fi channel, 4-hr version of Dune, Children of Dune (4 hr), and some episodes of Six Feet Under (first season). The recent Dunes are obligatory for any fan and awesome, of course. Funny thing, we had already rented and watched them both not too long ago. Read as: I fell asleep, and she *junked out* on the shit. I had seen them both when they originally aired and loved them, but she had not. I laughed my ass of when I woke up at 4 in the morning to find her sitting up glued to the set, having to be to work in 2 hours.

Bwah. So we re-rented them this time b/c ChiChi is doing the final paper in her God, Space and Time class on Dune. I fall and fall...

Six Feet Under is also growing on me quite a bit. We had been loving Dexter (Showtime - rent season 1!) when my sister steered us toward this one. We got episodes 4-7 this time, still in season 1, but it has my full attention; we're both beginning to like it.

On and on. Still no plans for pictures any time in the nipple-freezing future, but I came across a tubsy set from recently that we had forgotten about. See if we can't throw a few new ones up this week; wouldn't that be refreshing.

I kiss your hair your skin so bare
I'll take you with me girl anywhere
You fare well in stormy weather
I never met a girl that I like better

- Kiedis, not Bukowski





***PLEASE NOTE:
[This blog title is dedicated to MD Guy.]


Not If I See You First,
Jethro

Well, I'd intended to sit down for a sec and mention the fact that we're both in school and going 90 miles a minute with nary a moment to blink much less wank much less surf/chat/blog NN much less comprise endlessly entertaining run-on sentences,

yes, comma,

but it looks as though I've been complaining about that a bit already.

Spring Break next week but I've found myself winding down a bit early and taking the liberty to miss a few classes. I love the shit out of the material, but just need a breather. Or, I've at least managed to convince myself I do.




Looking forward to May.

g

Lmao, it occurs to me:

Does anyone ever picture NN sitting at his computer chuckling and muttering something to himself like, "...Look how seriously these motherfuckers take this shit!"


No aspersions, no foul.
g

...Does anyone else have a problem with their shit-talking filter not coming on for a few hours after they get up in the mornings?

Is nothing sacred anymore? Is nothing profane?

Well...We haven't had much of a chance to play around here for awhile - school & all - but did a bit of mailing and perusing this morning, and was immediately reminded of the downward trend from which it seems this site is unable to recover.

Browsed pics for what was probably a total of 10 minutes and saw ALMOST NOTHING BUT internet porn. Complimenting this frustration was the nifty little red screen that our curators have 'tweaked' to come up every third screen or so, prompting you to become a premium member. 10 minutes. 6 prompts to upgrade.

So what I'm wondering is this: Can anyone tell me how I might undermine NN's surfing the next time he's on with a big red pop-up screen that reads "I'D LOVE TO BECOME A PREMIUM MEMBER, AND WILL BE THE FIRST IN LINE TO SO - THE SECOND YOU GET ALL THIS FAKE BULLSHIT OFF OF YOUR SITE!!!"

...Just thought he'd appreciate the perspective.


- Geoff

She sleeps.

I'm up, smoking a pipe.
Weighing the truly imponderables like
NewbieNudes, and
Chuck Norris
In the overall scheme of things.

Doesn't quite seem fair.

Was gonna use this as our new profile pic; but figured the text would render too small to read. Therefore, avid bloggers and bloggees, I give you:





...and to all, a good night.

...you'd have to know Dune.


- So's I come home from practice all excited to see my baby and this was what I found at the bedroom door:



...I couldn't help but smirk. Standing there looking at the display, I thought of a funny title to the would-be pic, so I said, "fuck it." (literally), and got the camera out. Importing it to the computer, I thought of a different title...Ultimately, I just decided to throw caution to the wind and Dr. Strangelove the whole thing.

She *is* the bomb. Besides, I thought ya'll should know just how cute she really is...


Raspberries -

Just a gem of comedic subtlety I rediscovered recently, courtesy of Trey and Matt. From the episode "You Got F'd in the A", the lyrics of the rap playing from the boom-box as Stan and the guys are in the process of being served by the O.C. Crew:

You can't step to my truth so don't try it.
You can’t burn with my root so don’t light it.
I'm on the O.C. crew and I'm better than you -
You like to suck my balls, don't deny it.

You can't bop her like me so don't go there.
You never find a bigger bitch-player nowhere.
I put my jimmy in a ho, pull out slow;
I'm a good listener and that's rare.


...You might've had to to have been there. Really all just an excuse to play with some new graphics. G'night, kids.

Keen.