Wednesday, August 08, 2007
one of the reasons
As a preface, this could just be the vodka talking (seems like it's been awhile since I've said that). . .
Okay my dear reader, I realize that as of late I have done little but bitch about the end of the world as we know it.
Yeah, whatever.
Sometimes I still feel fine.
Well okay, maybe I don't. But still, sometimes ya just need a break, ya know? Sometimes you just need to immerse yourself in the mindless, relax and float downstream.
So tonight, that is what I have done.
After The Boy was all snug in his bed The Wife and I sat down on the couch with a cold refreshing adult beverage, cranked up the DVR and watched the most recent episode our new favorite Celebreality show. We nervously held hands during the elimination at the end, hoping and praying that the girls we were most cheering for in our hearts would make it to next week's episode.
I'm quite happy to report, my dear reader, that they did.
And as the credits for this week's episode were rolling, The Wife and I realized that we both have TV crushes on the same girls.
So please my dear reader, join The Wife and myself in wishing and praying that Brett's one true love turns out to be Jes, Samantha, or both, because that would really be rock and roll now wouldn't it?
They are both cute as kittens and oh so hot but not in that skanky day-shift stripper like the other girls kinda way.
I have little to no doubt that if either one of them were to show up at our front door we would invite her to stay for dinner. If the wine was good and the moonlight was right we would both want to have sex with her, and one of us would get to do so. In my mind it's not me. That just makes the fantasy all the better.
Yikes! Damn vodka, again you have cursed me to reveal too much.
What the fuck, my dear reader, I could be mistaken. But maybe not.
And that's just one of the reasons why I do love her so.
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Okay my dear reader, I realize that as of late I have done little but bitch about the end of the world as we know it.
Yeah, whatever.
Sometimes I still feel fine.
Well okay, maybe I don't. But still, sometimes ya just need a break, ya know? Sometimes you just need to immerse yourself in the mindless, relax and float downstream.
So tonight, that is what I have done.
After The Boy was all snug in his bed The Wife and I sat down on the couch with a cold refreshing adult beverage, cranked up the DVR and watched the most recent episode our new favorite Celebreality show. We nervously held hands during the elimination at the end, hoping and praying that the girls we were most cheering for in our hearts would make it to next week's episode.
I'm quite happy to report, my dear reader, that they did.
And as the credits for this week's episode were rolling, The Wife and I realized that we both have TV crushes on the same girls.
So please my dear reader, join The Wife and myself in wishing and praying that Brett's one true love turns out to be Jes, Samantha, or both, because that would really be rock and roll now wouldn't it?
They are both cute as kittens and oh so hot but not in that skanky day-shift stripper like the other girls kinda way.
I have little to no doubt that if either one of them were to show up at our front door we would invite her to stay for dinner. If the wine was good and the moonlight was right we would both want to have sex with her, and one of us would get to do so. In my mind it's not me. That just makes the fantasy all the better.
Yikes! Damn vodka, again you have cursed me to reveal too much.
What the fuck, my dear reader, I could be mistaken. But maybe not.
And that's just one of the reasons why I do love her so.
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