I had a weird dream last night: I was Finn on Glee and I was in a season finale taking the musical into a new direction. I was in a barn when bad guys shot everybody and I managed to hide, running through the thick fields. I ended up swimming in this Fortress of Solitude (from Superman mythos) looking place before the end credits rolled and the cast, mostly girls, revealed who would be returning next season. End of dream.
I worked on pull muscles plus shoulders at the gym. I changed it up with light weights and low reps for muscle density.
I can't believe no one in the database was working in the mall this fine Friday night. I went home for WWE Smackdown and then the season finale of Camelot, again a softcore porn rendition of the Arthurian mythology.
Then I fired up the porn and busted a #3 to Leah from Hot Topic. Having not busted a #3 since before my fever earlier this week, I had to keep taking breaks in order to reach my target number of strokes. I can imagine the girl either getting irritated or laughing at me should I showcase my desperate attempts to not finish prematurely in real life. And then of course I skyrocketed that thing.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment