Slow week, huh? I don't know where everyone has been, but my excuse is... EFF YALL, I DO WHAT I WAWNT! ITS MY HOT BODY, I CAN DO DRUGS AND HAVE SEX WITH WHO-EVA-I WAAAWWNNT! I RUN WITH GAAAAAANGS,HO! Not really, just slammed at work and busy with baby and other (actually, kinda-really good) personal stuff. Fun stuff, I know. But none-the-less, that won't stop me from at least getting the dumbest (yet consistent!) thread going right on time! That's how much I love you Idiots! As for tonight, my mom is watching the baby for a few hours so I can take The Wife to dinner. It'll be our first dinner alone together since the baby was born, so I'm actually really looking forward to it (Oh, and I'm going to get drrrruuuuunk woooooo!). That and the fact that this weekend marks exactly one year that we first met, so I'm going to try and do something nice for her. Which includes spending tomorrow shopping for a new SUV for her. I AM BALLING, HOMIE! IT IS GETTING HOT IN HERE, SO TAKE OFF ALL OF YOUR CLOTHES (I AM GETTING SO HOT, I AM GOING TO TAKE MY CLOTHES OFF!)* So everyone, do me a favor, do your part to make up for the mods' inattentiveness this week- post a bunch of boobies and stuff. It is my firm belief that boobies will make EVERYTHING better! *Yes, I do sound that white in person, I'm not acting or trying to be funny. It's a gift, I think!
Ho-hum, a rainy, slow Friday. Plus I'm keeping low profile at work today. Let's just say, Casey/Caylee Anthony jokes do not go over well with middle aged women...
Damn you! Nom already posts penis pictures without encouragement. I will offer this odlie but goodie to hopefully start a trend in the right erection, er, direction.
Weekend #2 with Mrs. Noland out of town. The house is a fucking disaster, I have to do my laundry at my mother's house because with the renovation I can't get to my washer and dryer, and yesterday afternoon my kitchen became completely inaccessible. So I can't cook, clean, screw, or do laundry. I think that just leaves drinking.
You still know how to do laundry? I forgot like three years ago. I will also be alone, but only for tonight, I'd call one of my friends but they are all lame.
I'm alone all weekend. The boyfriend is running the Warrior Dash with some buddies as part of a bachelor party weekend. Allegedly they will be running in kilts and babydoll t-shirts. I am glad I won't be there. That said, he's missing my birthday for this retreat, which kinda bums me out. Oh well. Sister's taking me for a spa day and dinner instead. Instead of being ass-deep in mud and rocks and god-knows-what-else like the rest of the Dashers, I'll be head-to-toe in mud, being rubbed down by an attractive Swedish lady named Inga.
I am going to prison to visit my boy this weekend. I am more than a little freaked out by the processes involved in gaining access to a federal jail. Ion scanners and drug dogs and constantly being watched for suspicious/nervous behaviour. I think I'm going to drink myself to sleep tonight, hopefully that will kill the nightmares I've been having about it all week. Bring on the end of the work day and the gin!
I'd like to see Malcolm Gladwell try to analyze why Jerry Weintraub ended up so successful. Not sure if I'm being sarcastic or not. I loved the part where he's talking about when he met his wife they had a professional relationship for about eight minutes before he fucked her in her dressing room (while she was married).
Be thankful it's federal and not county. I had to visit a couple of clients in county, and let me tell you, you never forget that smell.
Other than last weekend, this Summer has been a bust. My weekends consist of either of work or torrential rain, or both, and when the former aren't involved, I'm doing crap the family wants me to do, which I have no interest in. This weekend I'll be working Sunday, and spending much of Saturday at a neighbor's kid's birthday party. I suffered from a bad case of cabin fever this past Winter, and to now be dealing with such a crappy Summer is seriously driving me nuts.
Pictured: Chellie It all makes sense now. Chellie, are you actually a prisoner with Internet privileges?
You've outted me! I am indeed an inmate, and I come to this board because of the boobie thread. It's the only tits on the internet that aren't blocked by our filter. Keep 'em coming ladies! And no, no 'Private Family Visits' because we weren't living together long enough before he went to jail, unfortunately. Although, I don't know how comfy I'd be getting down in a jail with a huge population of rapists anyway. I mean, I like it rough and all, but there's more than 500 dudes in there, and prison GANG rape is even pushing my boundaries. That'd be one hell of a bukkake scene though, if you're into that stuff.