03/22/2005
Seriously. Tattooed. On his shoulder.

It was a good thing I didn't yet decide on my Texas tattoo, since last night I saw a soul with exactly that. While cardioing my way to a fatless back and stomach, I noticed the hottie in front of me with a tiny red, white and blue Texas peering out from the shoulder of his tank. How silly would we have looked -- matching texases and all.

I purchased 3 new lights for my cube (photo coming soon). My desk is now practically a mini gay bar. I even have this fun toy gun that shoots smoke rings. I can't wait to install the stage, trapdoor and hydrolic lift.

I have a GlowWorm keychain en route. As one might guess, it does light up when squeezed. Jealous.


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