sometimes real

see i do get to the real here in (e)thereal now and then... of course i refer to the previous few entries, i mean, didn't you notice darling?... oh, don't be shy and certainly don't be embarrased, we all have sensory needs and emo needs and the latter is nothing to be mocked or have a stick shaken at it, emo is the wondrous experience of life... sex is grand as well and if you are more interested in sex, we can discuss your proposal once you submit your full body photos and head shots, but at least some emo should be a naturally occurring aspect of life every day... if it isn't, well, see here and make sure you look like one of them cuz if it's just gonna be a physical thing, you'll have to convince my libido... nude photos might help if you have a match on libbo's list... and if you haven't tried emo, you may be an emo virgin and i'd be happy to pop your cherry if you care to... yes, sometimes i do get to the real here in (e)thereal... and sometimes i just get irreverent (oh, is that self-mocking sarcasm because i am being at least semi-irreverent in this paragraph?... what?... who said that?... who's paying attention?>... the peanut gallery betrays the calm cool cavalier kiddie once again... shhhh, it's a parentheses so when we get out, don't tell)...

of course the real is relative and in the eye of the beholder... i almost went out to get an after midnight chocolate fudge shake food, glorious food, but i decided to clean the living room instead... jackson is having a guest over tomorrow and i am a bit of a slob these days... i deserve ice cream, but i don't want to drive out... luckily nobody delivers ice cream or i'd be fat... i do adore food, after all...

narf :)