So, as an additional income for the shop, we're selling old stock on E-bay. Since there's actually about 2 storage sheds full, we've enlisted the help of two friends.

Well, it get's pretty boring, taking pics and cataloging lights and springs and forks and blah blah blah, and since Dummmy's such an anal bastard, when we found a laundry soap scoop in one of the boxes...

we just had to.

20 pesos says it sells...

[url]http://cgi.ebay.com/ebaymotors/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&item=230529437842&viewitem&sspagename=STRK%3AMESELX%3AIT[/url]

Guess I'm not as bad as I thought...

Paranoid |||||| 22%
Schizoid |||||||||||| 46%
Schizotypal |||||||||||||| 54%
Antisocial |||||||||||||| 54%
Borderline |||||||||||| 42%
Histrionic |||||||||||| 46%
Narcissistic |||||||||||| 42%
Avoidant |||| 18%
Dependent |||||| 22%
Obsessive-Compulsive |||||| 30%


AntiSocial and Borderline. Not too shabby =)

Yes, I love ma Vaska, she's at 14 weeks now, and too smart for her own good.

Dum discovered yet another OMG cute thing she does. He was in the shop, revving a racebike up. She came out, sat down, and..

well...she sings along.

[url]http://prem.newbienudes.com/A/1311/506165106r.mov[/url]

So I guess I'm a forum rat now.



=D

for just ONE day off.

From both shops.

just ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEe day, please?!?!?

i wanna do laundry, and have a photoshoot, and lay around in bed not doing much of anything.

s'really not that much to ask, i think.

=(

dum thinks i'm playing.

i'm not.

it's dead serious.

when i was dancing, i worked several bachelor parties. usually with another girl. she did the durday stuff to said bachelor, while i danced for the others.

so i know what goes on.

and i swear by all that is holy, dum's penis comes in contact with ANY orifice of ANYONE but mine,

he's not only losing his cock, he'll lose me too.

call me old fashioned. but cheating is cheating, there are NO free passes...

dummy,

happy anniversary, my love. thank you so much for being everything i need, some things i didn't know i needed, and nothing of what i expected.

i'm so proud of you, and what you're building, and what i take great pride in helping make a reality.

you are the love of my life, and i thank the Gods and the Goddess i'm allowed to know you.

forever yours,
kricket

nothing crazy crazy going on. been pluggin away at the shop, we're doing well, and thank you all for the kind words, and support you've shown our new little business, special thanks to those who dum hounds... "if you buy a shirt, you get to talk to kricket!" is pretty much a normal saying in the room these days.

tomorrow we've signed up for a pub crawl a friend of ours organized to help support her kids football team. only trouble is, i forgot to ask for that day off from the bakery. luckily, the other girls totally screwed me tonight, so i feel quite justified in getting a sever case of "food poisoning" tomorrow morning, and calling in sick.

'bit evil, i know. but fuck em.

oh, and as to all the NN drama? motherfuck it. i'm just here for the beer. =D

the go-carting was a bust. our fault for not really planning it, just springing it on everyone last minute.

so we decided to get some steaks, and potatos, and grill out. the food was excellent, we watched another dvd of sons of anarchy, then we engaged in some...antics of our own.

i must have done something right. woke up this morning, and wanted some extra zzz's. dum said go ahead. alarm went off again, i said i wanted to go back to sleep, dum said "mee too" so we did. next time i woke up, it was after noon. **stretches and sighs happily**

gawd i needed that!

had a busy day @ the bakery yesterday, so ma girl K came back up to help me finish up. as we're working frantically, K says we should hit up our local bar for a few drinks afterward. i heartily agree.

flash forward to this morning.

i haven't been this hung over in AGES!

i CURSE thee, cherry vodka!