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i am fulfilling my once a month urge to satisfy my o-ren ishi-i blood lust. rrrrr. also celebrating fat tuesday with hot tamales and a slightly laced punch. reading pirates porn, talking to pooks. nothing big going on right now. tsk tsk. mostly just teasing one of my coworkers...who really really wants to be dominated by a woman, which everyone knows but him. it's pretty funny.

i have ioan in a porn movie in my house. not watching yet though. inuyasha is on soon. sesshomaru....oooh my pretty new icon....PRETTY


"That's rather slippery of you, Agent Starling..."

hmmm I do have a certain bloodlust right now. apparently i am so very angry. (lustmord)I get that random bloodlust every often, and have the urge to write hurt comfort. well just hurt. i never get around to the comfort. must work on that. really. not lady like at all.

and other kinds of lust

in addition to the bloodlust, when i just must watch a bitchy woman onscreen killing things, i must mention terribly boring the Notebook movie, which everyone is going crazy for. It was ok, trying to be so very romantic when really it wasn't. It had a few good moments...like when they guy describes their relationship in oh so accurate terms (yes we fight that's what we do. you tell me when i'm being an arrogant son of a bitch and i tell you when you're being a pain in the ass). and when the "evil" mother, played by Joan Allen (the waspy queen i love) tells of her tragic romantic past (I wanted more of that story dammit). but this movie was apparently for one moment...the two main characters makin' out and gettin' freaky in the rain.

actually, I didn't care about that either. what did i care about? Ryan Gosling shirtless and wet and *straining*.


*BITE BITE*

bit of an arm fetish lately i guess. heh heh.

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