December 19, 2001 :: 12:44 a.m.
behold the fossilized brain of Madam Silktongue
So it is now the 19th of December, the day of our annual christmas gathering, and I'm still short three presents. Joe's Shakira poster came, but that's it. I emailed the guy I bought Carla's Prince comic from, and he hasn't even gotten my money order yet - I sent it a week ago! And I've got nothing for Adam, not a damn thing. *growls* Stupid fucking Ebay and slow mail and not having any presents.
Aren't I just so eloquent? God. I can hardly believe myself sometimes! They should call me Madam Silktongue, I tell you.
I hung out with Joe this afternoon. We had lunch at Applebee's, went to Excitement Video (a.k.a. the porn store), and then went back to his house to wrap presents. Joe isn't very good at it, so I generally just do it for him. I wrapped every present in that house except for my own, which he "wrapped" by taping lots of paper scraps to the box. *laughs* It's too funny looking. After that was done I went over to Amanda's house, because the whole gang was getting together. "The whole gang" would be me, Adam, Amanda, Pat, Jamie, Charity, and Bryan. Pat, Jamie, and Charity are home from school for christmas break. Bryan is still in high school, but he and Amanda had a bit of a falling out a few months ago, so we never see him. However, they recently reconciled, so he was invited. It was good to see everyone again, but at the same time it was kind of weird. I guess on the whole I had a good time, though.
The highlight of the evening was definitely the plastic doll sex. They were the Fisher Price-type dolls, the ones that go in the big plastic dollhouses. We got a bunch of them together and arranged them in various sexual positions on the coffe table. I think my favorite was the "Woman giving Man a Blowjob while being Penetrated by Woman with a Strap-On." *laughs* The strap-on was a pen stuck between her legs. And yes, I am aware that we are all really eleven years old. It's right back to middle school when we get together.
I have a killer headache. My brain is going to explode all over the place, and I'll be in no state to clean it up so it'll harden and become a permanent fixture. *laughs* Oh dear. I think I need to go to bed.
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