But then there’s the morning after – the hangover, the realization that I’m not quite as available as I thought I was the night before. and she’s gone and I’m haunted by yet another road not taken. I have no idea how i get myself into fucked up situations, one could alm...Read more.

Posted on 16 January 2010 | 12:30 pm

“Rome is burning,” he said, as he poured himself another drink. “Yet, here I am knee deep in another river of pussy.” “Here it comes,”  she thought. “Another self indulgent, whiskey soaked, diatribe about how fucking great everything was in the past. And ho...Read more.

Posted on 4 January 2010 | 11:14 pm

Has our acquaintance been so brief that the difference between sarcasm and sincerity continues to perplex? I’d have thought we’d endured one another longer than that. Happy New Year. How was last night? Here’s what i spent mine with. *sigh* yes, i gloat.Read more.

Posted on 1 January 2010 | 9:29 pm