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2018-01-30, 06:18 AM | #1 |
The Original Greenguy (Est'd 1996) & AVN HOF Member - I Crop Pics For Thumbs In My Sleep
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Tuesday January 30th (aka Foul Fucking Mood)
Morning...
I really have been is a foul fucking mood since Saturday afternoon & it came to a head yesterday when my stepdaughter told me she accepted a delivery time for her new kitchen cabinets of Thursday 6 AM to 8 PM...a 14 hour window where I have to be there If you need me, I'll be sucking my thumb in the corner... |
2018-01-30, 09:05 AM | #2 |
Perverted Empress
Join Date: Feb 2005
Location: Finland
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Just maybe they will be there early. Just maybe.
New computer may be here tomorrow, so I am really hoping. I do have most things backed up now and I still have my fingers crossed that this will go smooth.
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2018-01-30, 09:06 AM | #3 |
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Join Date: Jun 2006
Location: California
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Good Morning
No thumb sucking here (a tribute to Cleo's posts) Been busy with my friend in town and then doctor appointments of which there are 2 more today and then group meetings tonight. I feel like I can't really get to anything lately and it's been frustrating. Anyhoo, my right brain cell just told my left brain cell to "Toughen Up Cupcake!" Enjoy your Tuesday! |
2018-01-30, 10:49 AM | #4 | |
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I worked all day yesterday, mostly neglecting and pushing away my puppy, so I finally treated her to an extended time outside late last night. Fortunately, the moon was bright and we could chase each other around easily enough. She enjoys running away with her leash in her mouth while I chase her in circles. Then, I gave her my flashlight. A couple of weeks ago, I accidentally learned that she LOVES running around with the flashlight in her mouth. So, last night, I gave it to her and she took off running, illuminating her way, nearly to the door of some random stranger's RV in the desert. I could hear the old woman inside bickering to her husband about it. I don't think she fully comprehended that it was a dog with a flashlight - not an extremely short peeping Tom - and that no one, not even me, the owner of the Net's oldest mature porn site, wants to peep in on her. Anyway, more coffee, more work.
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