Non-Sequiturs

Damn.

Double damn.

A little bit lower next time.

Woof.

Grrrrr.

Such a cutie.

Sexy pic.

Just a peek.

Yeah.

UNF.

Lovely.

Save me a spot.

Delicious.

You have so many different stories going on about your childhood, even you can't juggle that many plot lines. I am beginning to call you Dick Whitman.

We went tubing this past weekend on the Chattahoochee river. It was a lot of fun but the water was about 50 degrees, so it didn't make for a fun time if any of your body parts got in the water.

If you are seeking my business and you don't respond to two emails I have sent you, I certainly am not going to use your services.

On a side note, first impressions are everything.

Exactly.

I love all this talk of the gay agenda. I am way more worried about making ends meet than any high-falooting agenda.

Three day weekends are never long enough.

Stop talking about fucking kale.

Nothing like starting off your day by spilling coffee all over your white dress shirt and freshly dry cleaned pants.

Yay for gay marriage in Ireland. And boo to the Vatican for being the same backwards crap asses that they always are.

I'm still deciding.

If you have ever been laid off from a job, you never truly lose that nagging feeling that you might get laid off again.

You have to love the metrics on Facebook. I was reading about the band Beach House, and now my ads are filled up with posts about beach rentals.

Autechre is on tour and actually have an Atlanta date. I about fainted.

I wonder what people who type “u” instead of “you” do with all their free time.

In the last couple of months, three FB friends have suddenly passed away. It is quite eerie.

Ha!

The new summer associates at my firm are so perky they make my head hurt.

I've been rather disappointed with the two new Disclosure singles. They keep doing the expected.

Sometimes it doesn't pay to be nice. I was at a coffee shop one morning this week and as I was waiting for my order a woman came up to the cash register. When she was getting her money out she dropped a twenty dollar bill and walked away. I picked it up and told her she dropped it. She took the money, sort of huffed, and walked out the door. No thank you or anything.

If you come up to me every time we are out and ask me if you are bugging me, you likely are.

I am ready for the super hero film franchises to run their course.

I also wish people would stop remaking perfectly fine movies. Why don't you tackle a horrible film and make it better?

I want to stick this on some people.

The quack of a duck doesn't echo, and no one knows why.

I find it interesting that R.E.M. never played Coachella.

Bernard Sumner writes some really clunky lyrics.

Club owners need to stop hiring DJs based on their looks.

I'm addicted to Solitare on my iPhone.

Your cute for the day.  It is so cute, it hurts.

Lyrics Rattling Around My Brain

"Hazes from New York, slow burning
Blue screen come down
Transition from night to day
I’m synthesized but profound
Four maneuvers solved, seducing
Don’t let me leave
Safety pin to white-heart machines
I found you in Sydney
I’m nothing more than skin and bone
With wires that make me tremble (So electrical)
I’m nothing more than skin and bone
The wire of the distant rumble (So electrical)
I’m so electrical
Big announcements, slowly devoured
Tear out the feud
Realization, who will least it
Call out the tribute
I’m nothing more than skin and bone
With wires that make me tremble (So electrical)
I’m nothing more than skin and bone
The wide of the distance crumbles (So electrical)
I’m nothing more than skin and bone
With wires that make me tremble (So electrical)
I’m nothing more than skin and bone
The wide of the distant rumble (So electrical)
I’m nothing more than skin and bone
With wires that make me tremble (So electrical)
I’m nothing more than skin and bone
The wide of the distant rumble (So electrical)
I’m so electrical"

Eves The Behaviour
"Electrical"

Appealing Things

Jade Blue
Spiced Right BBQ
My hubby
The start of summer pool parties

Annoying Things

How cold it is in my office in the summer
Trying to confirm our fast ferry reservation for Ptown

Jam of the Day: Jade Blue ft. Shane Blackshaw - "Hardwired"

Sleek house track from producer Jade Blue.

Jam of the Day: Jade Blue - "Moving Away"

I love this dreamy track from London producer Jade Blue.

Non-Sequiturs

Nice chest and tatts.

Hello abs.

I don't think I would mind seeing him come out of the ocean.

Hey Daddy!

Big beef.

Lean beef.

Drool.

If I had a (sledge) hammer.

Take it off.

UNF.

Hmmmm.

Chest and door knockers.

Wooof.

Gorgeous.

Bear belly.

Sexy man.

Amazing body.

Those eyes.

That fur.

Beautiful.

Ditto.

Yes, please.

Wow.

Hey!

In a lot of ways, friends are truly your real family.

And oddly enough, sometimes your blood family will actually surprise you.

I want to go back to the beach.

You can diss Moby all you like, the truth of the matter is, he is one of the best remixers out there.

Speaking of remixes, I typically enjoy Four Tet's remixes over his original material.

Sadly, people still don't get this.

Egg whites taste like skim milk.

I can't believe it is June already.

Tequila is not my friend.

Sign me up.

I am very meticulous with keeping my eyeglasses clean and free from scratches, until now. After having these glasses for 2 years, I now have this massive scratch on the left lens. The OCD in me is at Def Con 4.

If you are constantly changing cities where you live, and are constantly complaining about how the men in each one, methinks the problem might just be you.

You know it's a fun conversation when you and your partner are trying to argue who is the skankiest.

I love this.

Do us all a favor, and stay over there.

A typical conversation that annoys the hell out of me:
Me: You were at Bear Week last year? Sorry we didn't get to meet.
Him: I saw you at the pool a lot.
Me: Why didn't you introduce yourself?
Him: I didn't think you would talk to me.
Me: *facepalm*

I am really looking forward to Sia's new record.

In this day and age, there is no excuse for having a blurry profile picture; and if you have one, it means you are hiding something.

Pretty much.

Short guys are magically delicious.

Andrew and I are on a workout diet where we are eating every three hours and we are starving all the time. We keep having to adjust it so that we are not having stomach pains. So far, the adjustments seem to be working.

If you have some weird alias name on your FB page, for whatever reason, if I meet you in person and start hanging out you need to tell me what your real name is.

Funny quote: "Beauty on the inside doesn't get you free drinks."

After he cancelled not 1, not 2, not 3, but 4 shows in Atlanta in 18 months, this is how I feel about Morrissey.

If you are going to send me pictures of "your" junk on Scruff, don't be stupid and send me pictures of my partner's junk and say it's yours.

I would be very happy if I never heard "Summertime Sadness" again.

When someone asks me my opinion about someone (and I know that they either want to date or sleep with said person), I know their mind is already made up and my opinion is not really wanted, only my approval. Generally, I just don't say much of anything and just let it play out to whatever end. But man, sometimes, I really want to speak my mind.

Nothing like making an accounting error when paying bills at the worst time of the month, and leaving yourself with barely enough to make it to the next paycheck.

Your cute for the day.  Hell, that's so damn cute, it will last for a week.

Lyrics Rattling Around My Brain

"Blue
The color of my native skin
Colored into a color I’ve never seen
A sun so full and rising

True
The feeling runs across my chest
In my silence
There’s a color I’ve never seen
The sunrise is finding me

Other worlds are spinning
Dance above the clouds
Hold my word to something
Let it make a sound
I felt it
The words that I want
I believe in love

Blue
The color of my native skin
Caught up between myself
But it’s drawing me in
Into the color that you’re making it
There’s a world that I’ve never seen
Shining full and lightning

Made of a lover."

Warpaint
"Biggy"

"There's gonna be some trouble
A whole house will need re-building
And everyone I love in the house
Will recline on an analyst's couch quite soon
Your father cracks a joke
And in the usual way
Empties the room

Tell all of my friends
I don't have too many
Just some rain-coated lovers' puny brothers
Dallow, Spicer, Pinkie, Cubitt
Rush to danger
Wind up nowhere
Patric Doonan, raised to wait
I'm tired again, I've tried again, and

Now my heart is full
Now my heart is full
And I just can't explain
So I won't even try to

Dallow, Spicer, Pinkie, Cubitt
Every jammy Stressford poet
Loafing oafs in all-night chemists
Loafing oafs in all-night chemists
Underact, express depression
Ah, but Bunnie I loved you
I was tired again
I've tried again, and

Now my heart is full
Now my heart is full
And I just can't explain
So I won't even try to

Could you pass by?
Could you pass by?
Could you pass by?
Could you pass by?
Could you pass by?
Oh

Now my heart is full
Now my heart is full
And I just can't explain
So so
So so so so so."

Morrissey
"Now My Heart Is Full"

Appealing Things

Jade Blue
Rufus
Sensing the excitement of someone going to NYC for the first time
Lance Toasty Crackers

Annoying Things

People who won't answer a direct question
People who don't RSVP to an event, even after several prompts