I should collect these

Christmas

Skywaaker

Well it looks like everything worked out. I was starting to dread Christmas coming around this year... for the first time ever. Being broke sucks. But my family is awesome.

Oh the hottness.. oh dears

So i know I said I'd stop with the eroticism, but I just fell in love with this model Sasha Marini, and I had to share....

Holy Crap

There is an enchilada that you get get DELIVERED to your home, here in Madison that has chorizo AAANNDD shrimp in it.. and it tastes like a fucking cinnabun.

That exists. And it's fucking awesome.

Possibilitiiieeess

i could possibly be back at the CMC next year! That's a thing to be happy about!

A Heart Renching Holiday Story

So Head from KoRn is Jesus' new poster child.. which is loltatstic.

In case you didn't know, Korn was my boyband growing up... so I couldnt help but click on the advert with Head's face on it at bloglines.com Kinda makes me find out what happened to the rest of the band members... anyone dead yet?

Last Instalment of Dudes

MmmmMMMmmmMmonday Night

So between loads of laundry, I thought I'd make some sort of post.

So I'm going home tomari for the holiday, and tonight will be in preparation for the 12 days I will spend there. Thus, I will be watching El Topo and Fando Y Lis, eating Sushi and being naked all over the furniture.

Kuz there won't be none of that for the next couple weeks of my life.

Although, wait.. Kenosha DOES have an edible sushi place now.

This shit never gets old

Terry Richardson with Domenico Dolce & Stefano Gabbana. Hawt.

Let's Do It

I don't who this dude is, but we need to find him, and make him my boyfriend, kay?

My Sexuality: What a Mess

So here are some more...

We are a way for the cosmos to know its self

So I'm entering this new phase of emptiness where I have a compulsion to create things.... for the first time in years. Granted, I'm not as divinely-motivated this time round, it's still thrilling.
Last night I didn;t get to sleep until about 7.5 but I magically slept thru till 2.5 and when I woke up I realized that I despite my frustrating nightmare, I was excited to wake up. (I have been having these nightmares every morning where I'm being chased by mobsters or police or mutant school teachers who have trapped me in an elaborate building/school grounds where it is almost impossible to escape from.) But this morning... I dont know, I think it was partially because of the sexual nature of the dream, and all the evil chasing dudes were being persuaded/distracted by the sexuality of their targets, which resulted in a possible escape plan as the queen(?!) was riding in to see this terrible palace of murder and pseudo-erotic water torture(!?) I managed to jump into the back of a passing Subaru (yeah, poopdick- figure that one out) followed by this adorable guy who kinda reminded me of a sweeter version of this guy michael that I used to make out with all the time in middle school. Turned out the suit in the Subaru was trying to escape, but had a plan to swipe some magical golden orb from danny devito who inevitable was running the whole operation. So the dark-eyed cutie and I swipe this thing, and then wind out trapped in the building which at this point turned into an evil mall, and we needed to sneak arownd w/o being recognized, and wound up actually making it (which never happens) but on the outside, there were still people hiding and I found my old partner from Fair Wisconsin inside of this cupboard thing in the entryway of this basement apartment where my friend Alice was hiding with some friends. So we gave them some diet sodas and cigarettes (not sure why my subconcious thought that would be nourishing) and then everyone wanted to go get something else before leaving the compound. At this point I flip a proper shit, and inform everyone that i am fucking sick of putting myself in danger, and even though i know it will end the dream, and I will have to wake up, we should all pile into the Subaru and get the fuck out of here. Maybe it was that final knowledge that we COULD actually get away that made it less stressful, but I dunno.. those two hot dudes in the car def helped.


Anyway, wow.. I dont know why I just explained all that, though it;s strange how dreams work... how I still remember so much more to the dream, but in these separate moments, and I'm not completely sure how they fit together so they always get the gloss when retelling. It's kinda sad, mostly kuz my stupid sleepiness is really good at elaborate settings, and terrible with plot. Is that normal?

Anyway, I'm starting to wonder about the health of my mind right now. I know I've been sick for a while, but the symptoms are starting to get obscene, obsessive dreaming, increased dependence on habitual behaviors (and of course all my addictions are unhealthy ones), lack of interest in platonic relationships... blleehhgs.. but anyway, it will be nice material to do some creative work under, so long as I can muster the motivation...

and also,
In an attempts to cool my sex drive, which I'm worried is soon going to boil over, I am getting rid of some sexy photos. So here is the first of a few installments. Enjoy...