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Monthly Archives: July 2011
I’m Attempting To Sexify Myself
I thought to myself, “Self, Who is the sexiest mother fucker you can think of?” Then I answered myself, “That’s easy, Tom Fucking Selleck” So I goes to myself again, “How can you make yourself uber Tom Selleck sexy?” Myself … Continue reading
Posted in Adventures In Imagination
Tagged facial hair, mustache, sexy, Tom Fucking Selleck, Tom Selleck
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This is my it’s too early for this shit look.
Insert coffee NOW!
4 a.m. Romantic
Sometimes all you need is the sweetness of a touch so soft that butterflies take flight within your core. This is one of those moments.
Posted in Stupid Human Gets A Clue
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The Lizzard Lounge, Thursday Night
This is how I roll in the sexy Lizzard Lounge
Posted in Legendary Creature Called Geekgirl, Music Is The Best
Tagged dalek, doctor who, music
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Rockstar Junkie Chronicles Volume 0.5: I’m Turning Into One
I have been planning on posting about my many rockstar obsessions over 30+ years as a rock junkie. As I am compiling information I noticed, quite to my surprise, that I am beginning to resemble my most obsessive rockstar obsession, … Continue reading
Lord Zappa, I Pray To Thee
Lord, Grant me tickets to see your son play your music. Amen
And I Said I Wasn’t Lonely
I just found a spreadsheet I made years ago describing the perfect man for me. There is an entire category for men of BBC programming. This proves I am a complete nerd.
The Five Neverborn Who Always Are
What a long strange trip it’s been… This may be the most personal post I have written to date. I am the type of person who takes inoccuous conversations with me and ponders how they came into being and how … Continue reading
The Hell Fires Burn In My Kitchen
This photo has nothing to do with this post. In the few weeks since my last blog post things in my life have been very weird. I have purchased a new car. I love my new car. However, it has caused … Continue reading
Posted in Stupid Human Gets A Clue
Tagged cars, david bowie, injury, me, stupid life
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Sweet Honey
I sat at the edge of paradise holding a string in my hand Someone called my name “Sweet honey of mine” I pulled on my string, no resistance Until a balloon carried me high into the sky above my paradise … Continue reading

