I’m tired of logging. There’s a lot to talk aout tonight, ut I just can’t seem to find the energy… And, it doesn’t help that the “” key on my computer isn’t working.
If you’re looking for other stuff to read in my asence, Time has an update on the Plame proe and the Washington Post has something aout ush’s recent run of legislative victories. And, then, once you finish those, there’s also some scarey stuff about the zomie takeover of San Francisco, Tara Reid’s ass, and the melting polar ice cap… I’d like to spend some time on the Energy ill, ut, like I said, I just don’t have the energy… Maybe I’m suffering from log depression.
Is there an inexpensive place that’ll fix my ?
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The “b” is still fucked up. I have to hold it down for a few seconds each time I want to use it. It’s totally fucking with my rhythm.
I am very hot and large breasted. And have fantasy about you.
I’m am extremely hot and sweaty myself, and, as it happens, I also have very large breasts (at least for a man). Perhaps we should meet.
Hey, can I get in on this action? I have a concave chest, but I’m very lonely.
Once a week, I like to treat my log to something special. I bathe it in an invigorating tea tree tincture, and, then, once the neighbor children have left for school, I leave it draped over a fence in my backyard to air dry in the sunlight.