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i've been going through my coats to decide which to take and which to leave behind (I already had big brothers big sisters come and pick up five garbage bags full of fabulous finds--it's too bad I couldn't have attached my name and contact details to the bags because I know they, having never before received anything so stupendous, will likely be dying to thank me. yes, I am a saint among women). im not ready to part with all of my stuff just yet so have decided to have some boxes sent to my accommodations in Vancouver (hopefully they wont be really annoyed--ill be sending a bunch of books too). once im there ill sort through what I want and don't want and I think once removed from this situation ill hopefully find myself less attached and giving things up will be easier. anyway, I found this coat my dad had given me a few Christmases ago. I remember hating it on sight (it's suede and some kind of fur, but that's not why I hated it), and being really annoyed and making the most miniscule effort to pretend to like it and then throwing it in my closet and refusing to look at it ever again. so, the other day, as I joke, I thought "well hell ill try it on, see how preposterous it looks", and what do you know? I love it!! it's a brilliant coat! reminds me sort of of something bourgeois dames wear on the slopes in French movies from the fifties. what the f*** was my problem? now I feel all bad. im no longer in contact with my dad though so I cant tell him I was wrong and that I love it. oh well. I think ill wear it this winter. not to the Morrissey concert though, for obvious reasons. it is a little big though. my dad, clearly thinking im much fatter than I am, has this thing with buying me things five sizes too big (which is also part of my annoyance and dread at the idea of him buying me clothes). oh well.
 
I wish I wasn't taken so many boxes. it feels bad. I want to be able to just leave it all, but I cant. not yet. ive already gotten rid of half of it though, that's a big step. still looking at the pile of boxes im taking (a lady at work thankfully volunteered to take me to the post office with them), I cant help but think it's abit obscene and I would be better off without all of it, making a completely fresh start. im going to end up donate most of it though in the end, and for some reason I feel id rather donate it in vancouver than here.
 
i've been going through my coats to decide which to take and which to leave behind (I already had big brothers big sisters come and pick up five garbage bags full of fabulous finds--it's too bad I couldn't have attached my name and contact details to the bags because I know they, having never before received anything so stupendous, will likely be dying to thank me. yes, I am a saint among women). im not ready to part with all of my stuff just yet so have decided to have some boxes sent to my accommodations in Vancouver (hopefully they wont be really annoyed--ill be sending a bunch of books too). once im there ill sort through what I want and don't want and I think once removed from this situation ill hopefully find myself less attached and giving things up will be easier. anyway, I found this coat my dad had given me a few Christmases ago. I remember hating it on sight (it's suede and some kind of fur, but that's not why I hated it), and being really annoyed and making the most miniscule effort to pretend to like it and then throwing it in my closet and refusing to look at it ever again. so, the other day, as I joke, I thought "well hell ill try it on, see how preposterous it looks", and what do you know? I love it!! it's a brilliant coat! reminds me sort of of something bourgeois dames wear on the slopes in French movies from the fifties. what the f*** was my problem? now I feel all bad. im no longer in contact with my dad though so I cant tell him I was wrong and that I love it. oh well. I think ill wear it this winter. not to the Morrissey concert though, for obvious reasons. it is a little big though. my dad, clearly thinking im much fatter than I am, has this thing with buying me things five sizes too big (which is also part of my annoyance and dread at the idea of him buying me clothes). oh well.
If you give me his address down in Osoyoos I will relay your deadbeat dad message to him. Would that be okay?
 
me and poli are still very much in love though I've moved on to bun buns garden for a while cuz he treats me better. that's all you need to know!

Anything to save you from this lesbian drama, my dear. My garden looks like shit though LOL It hasn’t rained since April and it’s so hot I can’t sleep :fire:
 
Anything to save you from this lesbian drama, my dear. My garden looks like shit though LOL It hasn’t rained since April and it’s so hot I can’t sleep :fire:
oh that's awful!! may the gods bless your fair isle with some rain so that your bougainvillea and pomegranates are nice and hydrated! do you not have air conditioner? I bet no one in Greece has air conditioner do they? they're just used to it, I bet. they don't need temperature controlled rooms like a poli. god, what a brat she is.
 
Such interesting plot lines developed for me. I’m afraid I’m quite boring in comparison. I was off celebrating my birthday. And yes, taking a break from all the negativity that was going on here. It wasn’t creating a festive mood for me. Thank you for your concern for me and I’m sorry to have worried you. I’ve been a very naughty TAT, apparently.

Now whose going to fill me in on all the happenings? What have I missed? What’s the gossip? Who hates each other now? Who loves each other? Who is the biggest c***? I need the dets.
Where did you go?

Abroad?

I will always be the biggest c***, no contest there never was.
 
When I went out to meet my mother this afternoon, this guy passed me on the sidewalk and said, “Things are going to get a lot better and really soon.” I replied, “It’s likely.” To which he burst out laughing and just kept on walking. Never seen him before in my life. But I like how he thinks. My ever supportive mother said when I related this to her, “Well, it’s hard to see how it could get worse.” That may be true, however.....
He was being sarcastic.
 
oh that's awful!! may the gods bless your fair isle with some rain so that your bougainvillea and pomegranates are nice and hydrated! do you not have air conditioner? I bet no one in Greece has air conditioner do they? they're just used to it, I bet. they don't need temperature controlled rooms like a poli. god, what a brat she is.
He's being a drama queen again and it's only 22 degrees down there and there is always a breeze.
 
oh that's awful!! may the gods bless your fair isle with some rain so that your bougainvillea and pomegranates are nice and hydrated! do you not have air conditioner? I bet no one in Greece has air conditioner do they? they're just used to it, I bet. they don't need temperature controlled rooms like a poli. god, what a brat she is.

Of course we have air condition but I never use it. I like the humidity and the sticky feeling. :lbf:

I’ll withhold judgment about your *ahem* girlfriend. But between you and me, she’s a bit :rolleyes:

Well done for throwing out your stuff. Worldly belongings only weigh you down anyway. Or as Brett says: the more you possess, the less you own of yourself.
 
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oh that's awful!! may the gods bless your fair isle with some rain so that your bougainvillea and pomegranates are nice and hydrated! do you not have air conditioner? I bet no one in Greece has air conditioner do they? they're just used to it, I bet. they don't need temperature controlled rooms like a poli. god, what a brat she is.
They don't have money anyway robbed by the EU but better off than the cypriots but air condition is on number 10 cause the first nine is occupied by feta.

Your version of air condition is taking a ride on a bike. Why go somewhere and not be able to take the heat?

Stormy as hell in Sweden and I like it. A cosy indoors weekend, first of many many.
 
oh that's awful!! may the gods bless your fair isle with some rain so that your bougainvillea and pomegranates are nice and hydrated! do you not have air conditioner? I bet no one in Greece has air conditioner do they? they're just used to it, I bet. they don't need temperature controlled rooms like a poli. god, what a brat she is.
He realised we are better company than the knock off sale escort he paid for whose on heroin which means he's thin and all but a bit stinky.

Meanwhile Adonis is with Fredrik Eklund making deals in LA where he resides now. Fredrik told me that to be gay you need to be super rich and classy and sexy and sadly he said that 12 inch here doesn't even qualify for any of that.

Sad really!
 
With TAT back and ok I am taking a break. Next week and the one after that will be hectic but for very good reasons so finally we are moving on and upward.

Might post something when abroad but don't count on it cause we are a jealous little group of people here and for some it is just too much that others have become stinking rich overnight and can pick and choose like wealthy people do offered as they are all kinds of things.

They virtually throw things after you and are like "take it take it if you use it they see us and buy from us" and I am like yawn "bling and gold and mercedes is for gypsies, do I look like one"?.

Thought so I don't but send it to Katie Price will yer. Stay handsome people and go out and do things and enjoy life and be kind to one another and you know I love you all like my babies and I would breast feed you all if you allowed me to.

Come suck on daddy's big nipples full of juice. Please take care of TAT and fill her in. I'm off to sleep for 10 hours now and I will need it for what comes for the two weeks ahead.

October is travel month and completely free from workers cause they only pop up with their kids with runny noses later that month for halloween but by then I have pissed in every pool and left shit from my anus on every handle.

Be good people and eat and drink up!


BYE!!!!!!!!!! (I deserve this break TAT).
 
Of course we have air condition but I never use it. I like the humidity and the sticky feeling. :lbf:

I’ll withhold judgment about your *ahem* girlfriend. But between you and me, she’s a bit :crazy:

Well done on throwing out your stuff. Worldly belongings only weigh you down anyway. Or as Brett says: the more you possess, the less you own of yourself.
brett put it the best I've ever heard! that is so true! i wish I had never started buying things. not, funnily enough, because of the debt it put me in, but because of the burden it's become. I hate having stuff to look after. just my eddy is all I need!

oh bun bun, how could anyone with such good fashion sense and taste in bunnies be a bit :crazy:?!?! besides you don't see how she is when we're alone together in a temperature controlled room doing sheet masks and watching Truffaut films...

I love the feeling of air conditioning personally. just like warmth from heaters is better than warmth from the sun, so too man made coldness is much better than the real thing.
 
brett put it the best I've ever heard! that is so true! i wish I had never started buying things. not, funnily enough, because of the debt it put me in, but because of the burden it's become. I hate having stuff to look after. just my eddy is all I need!

oh bun bun, how could anyone with such good fashion sense and taste in bunnies be a bit :crazy:?!?! besides you don't see how she is when we're alone together in a temperature controlled room doing sheet masks and watching Truffaut films...

I love the feeling of air conditioning personally. just like warmth from heaters is better than warmth from the sun, so too man made coldness is much better than the real thing.

She does have good fashion sense. Yeah, Brett always has the right words for every situation! :lbf:

How is Eddy? Is he excited about his new life?
 
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