6 years in the making. They sure are comfy.

How much are you paying per gallon of gas? We're up to $3.85/gal here in my corner of Missouri.

My friend in Michigan's checked in with $4.25/gal

You foreigners can play along to. I'll just have to figure out how to convert. =P

Next bit of spare cash we get, we're hitting up the NN store @ cafe press and buying the thongs, some stickers, and the tank top. Then we're plastering my bike (pre-new paint and plastics) with NN stickers...

and Ima pose in NN gear. LOL...

You can bet there will be a NN sticker on it when it's finished too.

it's the weather. =(

No more deleting stuff, no more hissy fit. Tho I can't promise how long it'll last.

This is one I did last week.. Pretty simple, but I just liked the booze. 21 bottles for her kids 21st birthday...


And this one I didn't do.. But cracked me up.. How did kirkj's birthday cake get online?!?!?!?


Yes folks, that's the elusive double handed anal gape. IN CAKE!

Sometimes I see and read shit that totally disgusts me. To the point where I'm ashamed to be a part of NN. I mean, if this fucked up shit is not only accepted, but celebrated...why do I want my name/face/body attached to people like that?!?

Case in point:
I read a random blog, then look at the profile. (I'm not capitalizing the following statements. They're taken directly from the profile) They mention something about how they're kinky, and that's DOG gone fine. Further along, their favorite position is DOGGY. Famous person they'd like to have sex with? Scooby-doo. By this point in the reading...I'd like a long hot shower with some SOS pads to wash the sick fuckers off my skin..

Then the kicker... in the "What makes me mad" portion.. animal cruelty... WTF?!?!?!? Wouldn't fucking a dog, forcing a dog to fuck you, or preforming other fucking depraved act these psycho's may think up BE MOTHERFUCKIN ANIMAL CRUELTY?!?!?

God, this site disgusts me today....

Thanks again NN for letting me test out the gift shop. I'd have sent everyone something, if I could have. Ya'll know I lubs ya

Ok, so. I FINALLY got my hands on my bike. She's a '09 Kawasaki Ninja 250. A salvage job, but I'm enjoying working on her. Yes,that's right. I'M working on her.



Dummy tells me what to do, and I do it. He get's yelled at if he even comes near it with a tool in his hand. The previous owner bought it new, rode it for 95 miles, then let his buddy have a go on her. Yea...his buddy crashed within a mile.


I'm going to have to rebuild the entire front end. New forks, new plastics, new instrument cluster, entirely new exhaust system etc etc etc. These are the forks I pulled off her:

Yeahhhh....Those are sposta be straight.

I'm having great fun, getting greasy and dirty.


This is her after an entire day of me tearing down.


I decided to wait on giving her a name, till she's reborn into the bad ass lil machine I know she'll be. But in the meantime, I've been calling her Toy. (I hope MastersToy don't take offense =P)

Arrrrrrrghhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Spent 20 minutes writing a blog WITH pics that took me ANOTHER 20 minutes to resize, posted it..

noticed a spelling error, so I went to edit it.. AND I FUCKING DELETED IT!!! GAWDDAMMIT!!! grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

so i guess ya'll have to wait till tonight or tomorrow.

*stomps off to the bakery*

I heard this quote on the radio, and it struck me as extremely fitting for where I'm at in life right now.

“We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.” ~Oscar Wilde~

Kinda gives me hope, you know?