Chatting about sex:
"So, did you notice I was trying to wipe my tongue off on you that time?"
"What? No, what are you talking about?"
"Last time I went down on you, you know, when I was smearing my tongue on your stomach?"
"Oh. I thought you were being sensual!"
"No, you had some really slimey pre-cum that time and I was trying to get it off my tongue"
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Tuesday, October 23, 2012
BAF addiction and jewelry in general
So, Chael calls me from work today... "What size are your ears?"
"3/4 inch"
"Oh, I thought they were 9/16"
"No, they haven't been for years. Why?"
"I was just going to go jewelry shopping for you"
"Oh, like what?"
"I didn't start yet because I wasn't sure of your size"
And so we hung up.
About 30-40 minutes later he calls back:
"Well, I went shopping for you"
"And?!"
"It looks like you own everything."
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"3/4 inch"
"Oh, I thought they were 9/16"
"No, they haven't been for years. Why?"
"I was just going to go jewelry shopping for you"
"Oh, like what?"
"I didn't start yet because I wasn't sure of your size"
And so we hung up.
About 30-40 minutes later he calls back:
"Well, I went shopping for you"
"And?!"
"It looks like you own everything."
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DIE ANTWOORD
Chael bought me tickets to see Die Antwoord in Dallas last week. It was great.
I was second person in so I got center-stage, right up against the bar. Thankfully, the bar was padded there. It was in the House of Blues.
They played for about 45-60 minutes? And it was great.
Yo-Landi is a VERY TINY PERSON. Seriously. As in so small it's distracting at first.
Their delivery was great, good crowd connection, lots of energy.
Had two very cool moments:
At one point Yo-Landi was standing towards the front of the stage staring out with a very serious, stern look on her face while her eyes passed over the crowd... And for a moment we looked directly at each other. I was grinning at her and for a split second she started to crack a smile, then quickly looked away and put back into place her I'm Very Serious face.
At the end Ninja did his 3rd or 4th stage-dive. This time directly into my arms. For a moment I had my arms around Ninja's rib cage before we all started pushing and lifting him up and towards the stage.
It was a scream-along, jump up and down, dance your ass off sort of show. Again, I thank HoB for the padding on the rail as I was Repeatedly. Slammed. Against. It. LOL.
I came out with my clothing literally drenched in sweat... As in you could've wrung out my shirt and pants. I'm not sure how much of it was mine.
I got beat so hard by other people during it that I couldn't return to the gym for 4 days after it as it hurt bad just to stand up... My whole torso set of muscles would hurt from trying to balance me after the beating I got at show. No bruises, though, surprisingly.
It was a really great time!
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I was second person in so I got center-stage, right up against the bar. Thankfully, the bar was padded there. It was in the House of Blues.
They played for about 45-60 minutes? And it was great.
Yo-Landi is a VERY TINY PERSON. Seriously. As in so small it's distracting at first.
Their delivery was great, good crowd connection, lots of energy.
Had two very cool moments:
At one point Yo-Landi was standing towards the front of the stage staring out with a very serious, stern look on her face while her eyes passed over the crowd... And for a moment we looked directly at each other. I was grinning at her and for a split second she started to crack a smile, then quickly looked away and put back into place her I'm Very Serious face.
At the end Ninja did his 3rd or 4th stage-dive. This time directly into my arms. For a moment I had my arms around Ninja's rib cage before we all started pushing and lifting him up and towards the stage.
It was a scream-along, jump up and down, dance your ass off sort of show. Again, I thank HoB for the padding on the rail as I was Repeatedly. Slammed. Against. It. LOL.
I came out with my clothing literally drenched in sweat... As in you could've wrung out my shirt and pants. I'm not sure how much of it was mine.
I got beat so hard by other people during it that I couldn't return to the gym for 4 days after it as it hurt bad just to stand up... My whole torso set of muscles would hurt from trying to balance me after the beating I got at show. No bruises, though, surprisingly.
It was a really great time!
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