just an Okie from Orlando
I haven't heard from Oklahoma City yet... apparently my many fans from Oklahoma are either shy or busy on the 22nd... maybe they think I'm unapproachable or something... or just too full of it to take seriously (shhhh, don't tell ego)... I'll forgive them for their sins and remind them that the window of opportunity is October 22nd, afternoon and evening (and all night long if they've got the right stuff... ooo, baby, it truly must be getting beyond obvious that I am simply watching just way too much Family Guy no doubt)...
yeah, tell the Okies the crazy one is coming...
ah yes, the mightly oak, tall, proud, firm, solid, sensual, nature's erection reaching up to make hot wet tree-love to the sky... don't everybody look up at once... meanwhile, I was all set to fall asleep watching TV last night, though I was determined to stay awake and watch Heros (and not just for the cheerleader, but I do love the way she runs) and I started out great, nodding off before 7pm, when the phone rang (or was it a text message... whatever, it woke me) and there was dear Precious looking for a ride home from work... I offered her a ride home from the bus, which still meant waking and driving and not getting the long catch up sleep that would have been so sweet and useful...
she texted back that her phone was dying and she got out at 9:30, so right after heros I headed out to the bus stop and sure enough, no Precious... I drove around a bit and called her number, only to find it was off... a few minutes later she calls to tell me she's home... I don't know if she took the bus or got a ride, but she did screw up my sleep once again... and as usual, no thank you, no acknowledgement at all that I was driving around looking for her cuz she asked for a ride and didn't have the simple respect to put change in a phonebooth and tell me she didn't need it...
she can be so ungrateful and disrespectful, it's really sad... but then, I just need to look around at the space I live in to see how little she respects me... so why does she have me listed as her hero on her myspace?... humans are the most confusing animals...
anyway, I watched TV instead of sleeping and instead of eating the salad and veggie burgers and leaving it at that, I ate a bunch of Hershey's Milk Chocolate Truffles... they are so good, but they also destroyed my intent to drop a pound or two this week... so I'l start again today, or tomorrow, or someday... if only the cheerleader was here running around inspiring me, she would probably get me to sit up and take notice of the reality of my awareness and what I do... but alas, I know not what I do (or so I appear) so I forgive me for my sins too...
they just don't appreciate the genius...
maybe I should want sex more and then I'd attract the bodies more active and ready for it... seems the whole world needs some sort of sex vitamin or hormonal suppliment these days... growth hormones, penis enlargement drugs, erectile disfunction drugs, what the heck happened to good old fashioned horniness?... doesn't it work anymore?... good grief (or gravy), they warn people about erections lasting four hours as if it's call to rush to the emergency room... I wake up erect every night and sometimes several times a night and no amount of masturbating discourages my penile functioning...
yeah, you just had to know that, didn't you...
ah, the mighty oak (if you're not laughing, you might be prudier than you thought you were)... see what the right body running the right way can do?... get me thinking all about sex and stuff... I know, I should get all suave and deboner more often here in my babbling because it makes it so much more interesting and irresistible, but I wouldn't want to overwhelm the kids out there... as if a laptop or lapdance might be enough to satisfy me, sheesh, it'll take a whole lot more commitment to physical pleasure and ethereal connecting than that, but what could humans possibly understand about alien sex...
truffles and cheerleaders are a dangerous combination on my world...
when was the last time
somebody touched you
and sent shivers up your spine?
when was the last time
somebody moved you
and took you out of your mind?
when was the last time
somebody kissed you
and made you leave everything else behind?
is this the first time
somebody loved you
and left you feeling divine?
ah, humanity, you're just not ready for hot alien action... and we might never look at the mighty oak the same way again... and let's not get started on those steroid pumped redwoods, aye?... no wonder why I haven't heard from Oklahoma City...
tune in tomorrow for more erreverence
(emoreverence, get it?)
oh poo :)
yeah, tell the Okies the crazy one is coming...
ah yes, the mightly oak, tall, proud, firm, solid, sensual, nature's erection reaching up to make hot wet tree-love to the sky... don't everybody look up at once... meanwhile, I was all set to fall asleep watching TV last night, though I was determined to stay awake and watch Heros (and not just for the cheerleader, but I do love the way she runs) and I started out great, nodding off before 7pm, when the phone rang (or was it a text message... whatever, it woke me) and there was dear Precious looking for a ride home from work... I offered her a ride home from the bus, which still meant waking and driving and not getting the long catch up sleep that would have been so sweet and useful...
she texted back that her phone was dying and she got out at 9:30, so right after heros I headed out to the bus stop and sure enough, no Precious... I drove around a bit and called her number, only to find it was off... a few minutes later she calls to tell me she's home... I don't know if she took the bus or got a ride, but she did screw up my sleep once again... and as usual, no thank you, no acknowledgement at all that I was driving around looking for her cuz she asked for a ride and didn't have the simple respect to put change in a phonebooth and tell me she didn't need it...
she can be so ungrateful and disrespectful, it's really sad... but then, I just need to look around at the space I live in to see how little she respects me... so why does she have me listed as her hero on her myspace?... humans are the most confusing animals...
anyway, I watched TV instead of sleeping and instead of eating the salad and veggie burgers and leaving it at that, I ate a bunch of Hershey's Milk Chocolate Truffles... they are so good, but they also destroyed my intent to drop a pound or two this week... so I'l start again today, or tomorrow, or someday... if only the cheerleader was here running around inspiring me, she would probably get me to sit up and take notice of the reality of my awareness and what I do... but alas, I know not what I do (or so I appear) so I forgive me for my sins too...
they just don't appreciate the genius...
maybe I should want sex more and then I'd attract the bodies more active and ready for it... seems the whole world needs some sort of sex vitamin or hormonal suppliment these days... growth hormones, penis enlargement drugs, erectile disfunction drugs, what the heck happened to good old fashioned horniness?... doesn't it work anymore?... good grief (or gravy), they warn people about erections lasting four hours as if it's call to rush to the emergency room... I wake up erect every night and sometimes several times a night and no amount of masturbating discourages my penile functioning...
yeah, you just had to know that, didn't you...
ah, the mighty oak (if you're not laughing, you might be prudier than you thought you were)... see what the right body running the right way can do?... get me thinking all about sex and stuff... I know, I should get all suave and deboner more often here in my babbling because it makes it so much more interesting and irresistible, but I wouldn't want to overwhelm the kids out there... as if a laptop or lapdance might be enough to satisfy me, sheesh, it'll take a whole lot more commitment to physical pleasure and ethereal connecting than that, but what could humans possibly understand about alien sex...
truffles and cheerleaders are a dangerous combination on my world...
somebody touched you
and sent shivers up your spine?
when was the last time
somebody moved you
and took you out of your mind?
when was the last time
somebody kissed you
and made you leave everything else behind?
is this the first time
somebody loved you
and left you feeling divine?
ah, humanity, you're just not ready for hot alien action... and we might never look at the mighty oak the same way again... and let's not get started on those steroid pumped redwoods, aye?... no wonder why I haven't heard from Oklahoma City...
tune in tomorrow for more erreverence
(emoreverence, get it?)
oh poo :)
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posted by candoor at 11:38 PM
3 Comments:
Aah, so they are showing 'heroes' there too. I dare say you are several episodes ahead. Here I keep getting mixed up they are showing old episodes and repeats in between, or so it seems
this morning. this morning. this morning. yes.
Q - yeah, the show sort of draws me in... all that special bonding and sacrifice and cuteness, I guess... it's the start of a new season, four months after the last episode of the first season...
z - nothing to say, but it's ok... good morning, good morning, yeah...
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