By that I mean, of course, that I am his only Friendster.
Tonight I watched the last twenty minutes of Rocky, read the screenplay to Terminator online and aided in the slow unraveling of my sweatpants by strategically tugging loose threads. In between wishing that Kyle Reese was as sexy in the movie as he sounds in the screenplay and deciding that my firstborn child must be named Sly Witt (hyphen cohenrichgoldbergstienrabinovitch) I decided I should have just gone out, at least I could be drunk and not have done any work. But then I found this picture of an alpaca.
jueves, marzo 04, 2004
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