The Need To Get Things Rolling

The last time I felt this way was when I watched Star Wars for the first time. Soon after I saw it I decided I wanted to be an astronaught. That didn't happen, but I did go to NASA.

So now when someone asks "what do you wanna be when you grow up?" I'm gonna look them straight in the eye and answer "a rollerderby queen." then I'll punch them in the same eye I was staring at.









And blood, please let there be blood.


Now there is somewhat of a thought process behind this. I've got sass oozing outta my ears, and I tend to have agression towards other people...and by other people, I mean chicks. So I walked myself down to 26th and Mission and purchased myself a pair of rollerskates.

Tenative rollerderby name: Princess Slay-ya (trademarked)

Wish me luck. And pray that I don't break my butt.

Oh yeah, I'm also thinking about buying this moped. The louder the better. That way when I go to work at 5 in the morning...the entire neighborhood will wake up. Heh heh heh.

Intimates As Soft As Eyelashes

Because a pair of boxers hung up to line dry is ugly. I've found more joy in life from lace and nylons than even the richest chocolate brownie. Most important is washing them gently in the sink.