November 21st, 2000


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wohoo... gee
Ok, so i've been geek boy for-ever and I've been do'en message boards for fun for years but I just never did the whole irc deal ... still don't. My neices do irc all the time and love it... any ways that's off topic. I went on someones irc chat client tonight and actually had live chat time with a live journal friend. kinda neat.
Z is getting a cold... Z does not much like LJ lately... I lob a few comments about some of the really amazing and wonderful things that go on in this universe (lj) but they are usually met with derision... so, I'm sorta dropp'ing the effort to get her into it or know much about it.

I guess it's just us now... although I'm pretty sure she reads it every now and then to make sure ... well to make sure of something.

I'm off to bed ... day 6 comming up! I love you people ... your very supportive and all very interesting - or maybe I'm just easily pleased... although I'm not normally so maybe you are actually interesting.

So, does lizvang look really cool or what?

ps. I've been itchen to tell you a story. This time its not about me or Z but about one of my LJ friends... it's a pretty cool story but it's at a bit of a climax so I'll wait till tomorrow and see how something pans out... then I'll get into it.

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OK, so it seems I've gone and left a little something poorly understood... let me be more clear... just in case there was any ambiguity in my earlier post:

After crawling out of bed this morning, actually climbing over my 5 year old son - who likes to sneak (hahaha) into our bed - I stumbled sleepily into the bathroom and began taking a shower. Then, following a lengthy cab ride from the airport, having just deplaned from the red-eye out of Chicago, John Lee Hooker, the 80ish year old blues guitarist, scaled the front wall of my house to break-in the balcony door. He then, quietly - so as not to disturb the recovering cat, kids or Z - entered my bathroom. He then preceded to climb - fully clothed mind you (he is like 80 something, or did I mention that) - into the shower with me. Now, I was not at all surprised by this. In fact, I finished up and asked him about a song he performed in the original Blues Brothers movie... seems it did not make it onto the soundtrack due to restrictions set out by his label at the time.

Any ways, we dried off, and I had him arrested for break and enter. Felt bad about it but I needed to send a message to other geriatric blues performers...


Had sex lately? was it freaken awesome?
Can you dig that things go bad, things get good, richer, poorer, the whole nine yards... but when your having really great sex, when your lover is coming his or her heart out all over the place nothing else actually matters... for that brief - or maybe not so brief - moment you can completely feel detached from any and all shit that may be coming your way or already stuck to the sole of your shoe.
The only thing you can see is the total satisfaction of knowing you are ripping clouds from the sky and making a misty wall between the two of you and every other concern in the universe... and slowly, slowly licking the clouds away until you finally have to come face to face with the dam real world again.
Do you always kiss when your done... you should. That should be one outfuckingstanding kiss... long, wet, loving and meant to say... dam that was just what we needed and lets do that again k?

Ok, I'll stop now.

* this is one of the top 5 songs in my universe right now... This means that when I'm hearing the song my personality calms down and I imagine that I am capable of being better than I have been, that I can come again, that I can take it, that if you dish it out it's not gonna matter... invincible. I so much like the me I let myself be when I listen to music that can massage my heart from the inside.
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    Vanessa Amorosi - Shine

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ok... gotta go. big arms wrapped around you... you guys rock... or as head bangers everywhere would say "rawk" ... or punquins sometimes say "rawque".

Kitty got her bandage off... then the vet put it back on ... charged us more money... then the bandage came off - ewwww yuckk.. so Z is in the van with both kiddies going back to the vet... I gotta make one of the "hey I just quit smoking... don't fuck with me" phone calls about the money for the bandage they didn't put on right.

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Hey... just cause I can remember a perfect orgasm... doesn't mean I've had one lately! I wish! I suffer from kidious-interuptus. A serious disease aflicting couples with - what else - kids.

Tuesday: hmmm replacement killers gonna be taped on one vcr and dark angel - zero good dialog but cool show... so tough - taping on another vcr ... no point in trying to watch anything before 10:... due, in the main, to that 'interuptus' thing I mentioned before.


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Hey... so listen, I wanted to get another little somethin said... You see I'm feeling all in on this LJ life and that's good., but the reality is that I'm fairly new to a game that I keep sensing others have been playing for quite some time. Someone mentioned the other day in a lj thread that they'd known so-and-so for six years - although they'd never met. (wow) Case in point: a good lj friend just pointed out last night that she finally remembered where she had "met" me (on line) before.... it was in discussions on a BBS completely elsewhere. This was a first for me... and - introspective as it may be - it was kind of a thrill. It's a big big world out there and not a whole lot smaller in here... just a much better system or roads. And the rest stops in here rawk!

(man I gotta stop doing all this straightness... it's making me weird).

Day 6 closing... heading into day 7 - one week - good barenakedladies song.