if i could, i’d marry marinated cauliflower.
anyone want a box full of cassette tapes circa 1990-1997? i think that’s going to be my task this weekend, to go through them all, make a list of those i want to replace with cds and then find someone to take the rest. i don’t have a stereo, or even a boom box, to listen to them on so why do i keep them? my old answer was “to listen to in the car”. well, i don’t even do that, so they’re being tossed. i wonder if i could sell them to someone. is there a market for used cassettes?
my friday payday ends an hour early! i don’t know what i’ll do with that hour, but i know i won’t be here. yippee!
ever have a relationship with someone which revolved around sex? not even that you had sex with them, but pretty much every conversation eventually became sexual in nature? i think whether it turns into dirty friendship depends on how it starts. you flirt because it’s an easy ice-breaker. the hurdle is getting past that very powerful topic to the more mundane or more personal issues upon which true relationships are based, or flourish. i wish i didn’t have so many dirty friendships sometimes; othertimes, i wish some of my clean friendships were a little messier. mmm, messy.
those sex-talk relationships are kinda tough… cuz by the time you finally get around to having sex, you’ve talked each other up soooo much, that the act itself is, well… anti-climactic (figuratively). but sometimes, that kinda thing turns into a f**k-buddy, which may or may not be good, depending on what you’re looking for.