Author: cheerfulchaotic

That makes it sound so easy, but it never is.

At least there’s no smoking in the clubs here.

Bleh crappy laptop lost power without warning me, then dropped down to zero battery, again without warning me, and I had post ready. *kicks laptop*.

Anyway, I made up an alternate expansion for RIAA (with help on ‘R’ from Simon, the roomie) that strikes me as more accurate. =) I offered it forth on irc and recieved no comment, so I provide it to you to appreciate.

Rapacious Incestuous Avaricious Assholes.

I need to go out and get a real life. =)

Amid my goatee I found a single long white hair. This is so cool. =) I’m not even out of my mid-20’s yet.

We have an apartment. Checks are cashed. Lease has been signed by Abram. Simon will be signing it today, and I should sign it sometime tomorrow. Aaron will get to it when he gets into town. Starts on the 16th. Northern edge of oakland along telegraph. No laundry, but otherwise ass-kicking. Two bathrooms, one for Abram to play with his hair, and another for to do likewise. =) Simon and I will have to take leaks in the sink, and use a hose for showers, but at least we need not worry about bloodshed among the beauty queens.

And it has low move-in cost. So I’m safe until october, with all my expenses (given the checks that are in the mail, heading this way).

Now all I have to do is find a job =)

I’ve been kinda a slacker about it. Complained to that my life is boring. He blames me. =) Probably justifiably so. Should endeavor to make it more interesting. Maybe go to local poetry readings, and do more exploration of the parks & stuff.

Had fun playing warcraft 3 last night with Simon and We cycled through 3v2 and 3v2v2 and 3v3v3 and 3v3 all against the computer. We won in 3v2[v2], but whenever the computer had us team for team, we got spanked. The undead really do kick ass, though against massed flying units, they’d have problems. I am learning the mysterious ways of the night elves, and really liking it. They don’t actually suck, I just didn’t know how to use them =) Moon wells are so very very right.

The following is a semantic examination with the intention of producing a little clarity on the state of the universe. Yay, belly button gazing.

Saving you scroll

Clearly my first tattoo should be of a Lemming:

Everything you wanted to know, but didn’t care enough about to ask

I backed off on my overly ambitious friends list. Dropped between 10 and 20 percent of them. Nothing personal to you good people who I dropped, but the scroll became a bit too powerful for me. =)

Confusing mishmash of dream elements. Can’t recall all of it.

Bits and pieces of it were straight out of warcraft3. I was the priestess of the moon for a nightelf team. I was out kicking ass with my brigade of lovelies. Someone started trashing my base, so we headed back. Only we stopped right outside, and I sent my units in one or two at a time. Unsurprisingly, we got spanked.

Then there was another dream, I was in chicago, and I was moving out. Except I was moving out from a place I’ve never lived in. And I owned a cat. Which ran away. And there was this old lady with a cat of her own. And me yelling in the streets. Oh yeah, and me shopping in some funky basement used goods store. Riddle me that.

I also have vague recollections of erotic dream elements. And . Wonder how that happened =)

When it comes to sex, my tastes are pretty simple. I got a dildo a few years ago, and for the most part it’s done nothing but collect dust. But there is something about the whole harness thing that catches my attention. When I was still in teeball, I wanted to bone He-man. Not that I really knew what it all meant, but the harness, and the furry crotch covering, and the muscles, and, well, you get the idea. I especially remember my great fondness for one of the little comic books that came with the he-man action figures which had he-man on the front, on his knees, tied down, with even bigger, dark and ominous male figure looming over him. Let me savor that image for a moment.

Ah…

Anyway, so, probably from the vegan cooking lj thing I’m on, I ran across an online vegan erotic supply store. Or maybe it was a websearch. But the point is, they have a harness. The guy modeling doesn’t do much for me, and I kind of wonder how visually pleasing I would be in such a contraption. And whether I’ll actually ever get sufficiently buff/sufficiently low percentage bodyfat to feel right wearing such a thing.

By and large I have pretty good physical self-esteem. I’m strong, decently fast, pretty flexible, and fairly coordinated. I can move furniture, climb any surface that is no more steep than vertical, run, swim, bike, etc. But none of that means, I’m comfy with how I look shirtless. I am perfectly comfortable walking around shirtless. Hell, I did the pride parade in skates and speedos a couple years ago. But that was with the swim team. I don’t think I’d have done it otherwise (though I skated back to join the chorus without putting anything more on). It’s just that with a harness, I’d feel like I was trying to look hot, and if I don’t feel hot then I’d end up looking like a guy who feels like a dork.

Anyway. Thanks to for the inspiration for me and so many others 😉