Some people seem to be a little unsure of the superiority of Battlestar Galactica over Star Trek: Voyager. So in order to help makes things clearer, I give you the following:
The Top Ten Reasons Why Battlestar Galactica Is Better Then Star Trek: Voyager
10. The Galactica's Seond In Command is a hard as nails alcoholic who has some of the best lines of the series. Voyager's Second In Command has a stupid facial tattoo and talks to imaginary animals.
9. Little Hera is nowhere NEAR as irritating as Naomi Wildmon.
8. Galactica looks like a large reptilian creature muscling its way through space. Voyager looks like an inverted garden trowel.
7. Battlestar Galactica's odyssey starts through the actions of a narcisstic, arrogant scientist. Voyager's odyssey starts due to the decisions of her own captain.
6. On Galactica, we get to see Helo, Lee, and most hot characters shirtless, but Harry Kim and Tuvoc never deshirted.
5. Galactica has guest stars the calibar of Dean Stockwell and Lucy Lawless. Voyager got Andy Dick and The Rock.
4. Battlestar Galactica never had an episode like Favorite Son, Threshold, or Tsunkatse. Thank God.
3. Janeway allowed Seska and the Kazon (of all people) to take over Voyager and strand the crew on some planet. Adama...well, I'm not gonna reveal a spoiler, but just watch the series you'll see what happens.
2. Following a battle, Adama never had to stop and readjust his hair.
1. Battlestar Galactica has no Neelix. Nuff said.
POLT
Thursday, June 30, 2011
you're caught in a psychological flu...
Okay, well I'm back in the land of living. Yesterday morning, about 1AM I woke up feeling achey all over, with a bad headache and a thick throat, and I tossed and turned sleeping sporadically until about 4AM when I thought, "Well if I'm gonna be miserable, I might as well be cool" and turned on the a/c After that, I went to sleep and slept through until my alarm went off...at 7AM. But I felt better. So I got up and got to work.
About 945 or so, I started to feel achey again, and it got worse throughout the day. I left work early and came home and spent the rest of the day laying around my living room, achey, headachy, slightly sore throat, feverish, at times, shivering so much I had to turn off the a/c and ceiling fan and coverup with a blanket. And yet I shivered still.
I didnt sleep well most of last night, and I was in bed covered up with a sheet AND a blanket, and still shivering. However, sometime about 6AM, I think it was, I woke up, drenched in sweat. I still was achey, so I called into work and took the day off and then went back to sleep.
I got up about 9:30, and other than a headache and feeling exhausted, I was okay. I laid around the house all day, Advil taking the edge off the headache, thank God. Sean was supposed to come over tonight, but he sent me an email saying his dad and stepmom were arriving for the weekend tonight instead of tomorrow night. And I told him it was okay, cause I still wasn't really feeling up to doing anything. So it all worked out.
I have been on the computer a little bit. I've been reading. I'm doing some laundry right now. And I just got back from the Hallmark store where I got all the cards I'll need for the month of July, although this simple action pretty much tired me out. Guess I'll just spend the remainder of the day resting again. And then tomorrow, back to life as usual.
So, what's been going on with you people?
POLT
About 945 or so, I started to feel achey again, and it got worse throughout the day. I left work early and came home and spent the rest of the day laying around my living room, achey, headachy, slightly sore throat, feverish, at times, shivering so much I had to turn off the a/c and ceiling fan and coverup with a blanket. And yet I shivered still.
I didnt sleep well most of last night, and I was in bed covered up with a sheet AND a blanket, and still shivering. However, sometime about 6AM, I think it was, I woke up, drenched in sweat. I still was achey, so I called into work and took the day off and then went back to sleep.
I got up about 9:30, and other than a headache and feeling exhausted, I was okay. I laid around the house all day, Advil taking the edge off the headache, thank God. Sean was supposed to come over tonight, but he sent me an email saying his dad and stepmom were arriving for the weekend tonight instead of tomorrow night. And I told him it was okay, cause I still wasn't really feeling up to doing anything. So it all worked out.
I have been on the computer a little bit. I've been reading. I'm doing some laundry right now. And I just got back from the Hallmark store where I got all the cards I'll need for the month of July, although this simple action pretty much tired me out. Guess I'll just spend the remainder of the day resting again. And then tomorrow, back to life as usual.
So, what's been going on with you people?
POLT
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Cut their hair, wear shirts and boots (Part 179)...
WifeBeater Wednesdays
Since yesterday was gay pride day, we'll continue the theme: Gay Rainbow Wifebeaters!
Since yesterday was gay pride day, we'll continue the theme: Gay Rainbow Wifebeaters!
Red
Orange
Yellow
Green
Blue
Purple
POLT
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Don we now our gay apparel....
Happy Gay Pride Anniversary Day (or something like that) everyone!
It was 42 years ago this night that a bunch of the gays, and lesbians and drag queens, and whatever stood up to the cops at one of their periodic raids on the gay bar Stonewall. And for three nights, Teh Gays fought back, taking to the streets and telling the world, several years before the movie Network made it famous, that they "were mad as hell and they're not gonna take it anymore!"
And this, friends, neighbors, straight people, and fellow Teh Gays, is what is generally conisidered the start of the Gay Rights movement. The moral of the story being: Don't piss off a drag queen.
And now for the obligatory photos.
A batch of gay Crayola crayons. They can go out and color the town any damn color they wish.
A really cute Asian twinkie, with rainbow hair, and possibly rainbow bracelts and undies too.
The Empire State Building, last Friday night (and possibly the entire weekend, I don't know) rainbow colored for Gay Pride/Gay marriage passing in NY.
And the even the crew of the Enterprise is in the spirit with these FABulous rainbow tuques. (I know I posted this before, but seriously, the looks on their faces just crack me the hell up all everytime I see it!)
Anyway, have a great Gay Pride. And if you see one of Teh Gays today, give 'em a hug!
POLT
The back of your hand somewhere on my behind (Part 67)...
Tooshie Tuesdays
Today's Gay Pride Day and the Tooshies today reflect that: Tooshies With Gay Pride Rainbow Colors!
Red Bandana Tooshie
Orange Rake Tooshie
Yellow Boxing Gloves Tooshie
Green Towel Tooshie
Blue Innertube Tooshie
Purple Flowers Tooshies
And I hope you have such a great Gay Pride Day that you too can have Gay Rainbows coming out of your ass.
POLT
Monday, June 27, 2011
Light a candle in the window of your soul...
Today, after getting up for some unknown reason at the unGodly time of 7:20AM, I had a doctor's appointment wherein I was told my diabetes is still....well, there. And it's not good. Which I knew, since I've not really been trying very hard to make it better. I DID however manage to lose 4 pounds since March, so there is that.
After this, I came home and just hung out here waiting. The middle of May I had made a contract with this company to have three replacement windows put in, two in the kitchen and the one in the bathroom. The really hot, cute guy who runs the local branch and had come to give me the estimate said they'd get to it the end of June. And last week, he called me to say he'd be here between 12-2. SO I waited.
About 2:05, these two guys were walking across my front porch. Neither of them, unfortunately, was the hot cute guy who i signed the contract with. They both spoke Russian, in addition to thankfully English, and looked like the were Russian professional wreslters. Yeah, kinda like that.
They set to work, and did actually a good job. They weren't there more than a half hour before the cute hot guy I made the contract with arrived, to just check things out. It was pleasant to see him. Too bad he didn't stay longer.
The guys were here until 7:45, 5 and a half hours! And I was freaking starved when they left. But the work was done, and done well. And now it's over. And of course, I took before and after photos.
I had thought about having the lower part of the window bricked in instead of the vinyl stuff, but it would have been too expensive. So whatever. At least it's done now.
POLT
POLT
After this, I came home and just hung out here waiting. The middle of May I had made a contract with this company to have three replacement windows put in, two in the kitchen and the one in the bathroom. The really hot, cute guy who runs the local branch and had come to give me the estimate said they'd get to it the end of June. And last week, he called me to say he'd be here between 12-2. SO I waited.
About 2:05, these two guys were walking across my front porch. Neither of them, unfortunately, was the hot cute guy who i signed the contract with. They both spoke Russian, in addition to thankfully English, and looked like the were Russian professional wreslters. Yeah, kinda like that.
They set to work, and did actually a good job. They weren't there more than a half hour before the cute hot guy I made the contract with arrived, to just check things out. It was pleasant to see him. Too bad he didn't stay longer.
The guys were here until 7:45, 5 and a half hours! And I was freaking starved when they left. But the work was done, and done well. And now it's over. And of course, I took before and after photos.
BEFORE
AFTER
I had thought about having the lower part of the window bricked in instead of the vinyl stuff, but it would have been too expensive. So whatever. At least it's done now.
POLT
POLT
You're wantin' my body, I don't mind (Part 309)...
MONDAY'S HOT SHIRTLESS GUY PHOTOS
Since tomorrow is the 42nd Anniversary of Stonewall and the beginning of the gay rights movement (and the 4 day anniversary of gay marriage in NY state YAY!), today's theme is: Hot Shirtless Guys And All The Colors Of The Gay Rainbow!
RED
ORANGE
A pair of running YELLOWS
A supersexy GREEN
A pair of pubic BLUES
And a tattooed PURPLE
And then there's this cute lil Proud Mary, showing off all the colors at once!
POLT
Sunday, June 26, 2011
I see your true colors, shining through (Part 18)...
And we now have a second prelimiary winner in the blue poll: Blue Moon by Frank Sinatra. Honestly, sometimes, you guys surprise me with your votes. The vote count was a little low this time around, but I never thought Old Blue Eyes had a shot at all. Anyway, it joins Folsom Prison Blues, by Johnny Cash. And now we have Prelimiary Round 3.
Blue Christmas - Elvis Presley
Blue Danube - Johann Strauss
Counting Blue Cars - Dishwalla
Behind Blue Eyes - The Who
Remember to vote for the song itself and not the attached video. And don't forget to tell your friends to stop by and vote. Let's get the vote count back up to what it used to be!
POLT
Blue Christmas - Elvis Presley
Blue Danube - Johann Strauss
Counting Blue Cars - Dishwalla
Behind Blue Eyes - The Who
Remember to vote for the song itself and not the attached video. And don't forget to tell your friends to stop by and vote. Let's get the vote count back up to what it used to be!
POLT
Let's get unconscious honey (Part 264)...
Unconsious Mutterings
These come each week from http://subliminal.lunanina.com/
I say ... and you think ... ?
1.Familiar :: Contempt
2.Park :: Cruising
3.Bank balance :: No idea
4.Ducks :: Bills
5.Relationship :: Yes please.
6.Ruminate :: Introspection
7.Humanity :: Oh, the....
8.Baking soda :: Refridgerator
9.Angela :: My So-Called Life
10.Bastards :: Congressional Republicans
POLT
These come each week from http://subliminal.lunanina.com/
I say ... and you think ... ?
1.Familiar :: Contempt
2.Park :: Cruising
3.Bank balance :: No idea
4.Ducks :: Bills
5.Relationship :: Yes please.
6.Ruminate :: Introspection
7.Humanity :: Oh, the....
8.Baking soda :: Refridgerator
9.Angela :: My So-Called Life
10.Bastards :: Congressional Republicans
POLT
Drive my mini-Cooper and I'm feeling super-dooper (Part 132)...
Superman Sundays
Continuing the Superman Undies theme....
And what a bonus we have today: TWO twinkie boys, in wifebeaters and Superman Undies. Ah, the mind reels with possiblities, does it not?
Or if not possibilites, at least fantasies, eh?
POLT
Saturday, June 25, 2011
Today, on the way home from work, I decided to have steak for supper. When I have steak, I usually bake some fries in the oven and eat with it. But this time when I got to the grocery store, Sean was on my mind (well not just at the grocery store, but still...) and I said to myself, "Self, let's NOT have fries tonight. Let's get some of that corn in a steam bag and....asparagus! And so I did.
I knew how to cook the steak, and the corn had directions on the bag (plus it's microwavable, easy-peasy), but I'd never cooked...hell, I'd never eaten aspargus until about three weeks ago! And now I was gonna try to cook it. What daring! Me cooking a vegetable! Who knew? See what Sean's done to me?
Anyway, i knew he had the oven on 400, but I didn't really know how long. So I used teh Interwebs and Googled "How do you cook aspargus in an oven?" God bless the internet, without it, I'da had to have called mom to ask. Although I'm not sure she ever did aspargus either. Ah well, moving on...
It was only after I read about it that I realized I needed to cut part of the asparagus off. So I took the rubber bands holding it off (rubber bands with informed me that the particular batch of asapargus that I was holding was a product of Canada! Yay imported Canadian foodstuffs!), washed the stalks, cut the bottoms off, and laid them on the aluminum foil. The Internet instructions mentioned sprinkling olive oil over them or something....pfft, like I even own any olive oil. And I'm damn sure Sean didn't have any the last time. So I just kinda slathered them in butter and threw them in the oven.
And when everything was ready and I dug in..it was pretty damn tasty...everything, even the aspargus! I think I cooked it a bit too longer, cause it didn't seem as firm as Sean's stalks (that's what SHE said!), but it was still good. I'm actually quite proud of myself, cause I've cooked a fresh vegetable like this in my life before. And I didn't really have any idea how to do it either. Ya know, if I hang around with Sean for a while, I may just become a CHEF! Or perhaps at least able to cook something more than just pasta and microwavable meals...whichever.
Nonetheless, of COURSE, I took photos!
I knew how to cook the steak, and the corn had directions on the bag (plus it's microwavable, easy-peasy), but I'd never cooked...hell, I'd never eaten aspargus until about three weeks ago! And now I was gonna try to cook it. What daring! Me cooking a vegetable! Who knew? See what Sean's done to me?
Anyway, i knew he had the oven on 400, but I didn't really know how long. So I used teh Interwebs and Googled "How do you cook aspargus in an oven?" God bless the internet, without it, I'da had to have called mom to ask. Although I'm not sure she ever did aspargus either. Ah well, moving on...
It was only after I read about it that I realized I needed to cut part of the asparagus off. So I took the rubber bands holding it off (rubber bands with informed me that the particular batch of asapargus that I was holding was a product of Canada! Yay imported Canadian foodstuffs!), washed the stalks, cut the bottoms off, and laid them on the aluminum foil. The Internet instructions mentioned sprinkling olive oil over them or something....pfft, like I even own any olive oil. And I'm damn sure Sean didn't have any the last time. So I just kinda slathered them in butter and threw them in the oven.
And when everything was ready and I dug in..it was pretty damn tasty...everything, even the aspargus! I think I cooked it a bit too longer, cause it didn't seem as firm as Sean's stalks (that's what SHE said!), but it was still good. I'm actually quite proud of myself, cause I've cooked a fresh vegetable like this in my life before. And I didn't really have any idea how to do it either. Ya know, if I hang around with Sean for a while, I may just become a CHEF! Or perhaps at least able to cook something more than just pasta and microwavable meals...whichever.
Nonetheless, of COURSE, I took photos!
Had to have a beer while I cooked. Tam, this is the final bottle of the beer you brought when you last visited! Yum, this and the Canadiuan aspargus made me feel like I was in Toronto. Without the cool clubs or hot guys. But still.
With the beer I had a slice of the genuine Wisconsin cheese mom brought from her bus trip there!
Asparagus 101....love teh Interwebs!
iTunes providing backgroup music.
And the final product! Including the Nathan-recommended book I'm currently reading! Looks tasty dont it? Nom, Nom, Nom!
POLT
My baby's got a secret (Part 115)...
Secret Saturdays
This week's theme: Black And White Secrets
POLT
Friday, June 24, 2011
Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight...
Well once again it has come and gone and I missed it. But not by much this year.
Yesterday, June 23rd, was the 6 year anniversary of the Palace! SIX years! Wow. Can't believe it's been that long. And I can't imagine my life now, with the friends I've gained, if I hadn't started it. How much dull and drab my life would be without the online friends, the trips to Columbus and NYC and Long Island to see them, the books, movies and TV shows they suggested that I got hooked on. Course, on the other hand, I'd have a helluva lot more free time if I wasn't updating this and reading their blogs too. hell, I might actually get some work done at work.
Anyways, thanks to all you readers, whether you've been coming here for 6 years or 6 days. It's nice to know someone bothers to check in and see what I'm writing (or look at the photos I'm posting).
And here's a link to my very first post on the Palace....poor little post that it is.
POLT
Yesterday, June 23rd, was the 6 year anniversary of the Palace! SIX years! Wow. Can't believe it's been that long. And I can't imagine my life now, with the friends I've gained, if I hadn't started it. How much dull and drab my life would be without the online friends, the trips to Columbus and NYC and Long Island to see them, the books, movies and TV shows they suggested that I got hooked on. Course, on the other hand, I'd have a helluva lot more free time if I wasn't updating this and reading their blogs too. hell, I might actually get some work done at work.
Anyways, thanks to all you readers, whether you've been coming here for 6 years or 6 days. It's nice to know someone bothers to check in and see what I'm writing (or look at the photos I'm posting).
And here's a link to my very first post on the Palace....poor little post that it is.
POLT
Some boys kiss me, some boys hug me (Part 274)...
Frenching Fridays
Continuing this week's theme: Kisses In Black And White
POLT
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Rita Hayworth gave good face (Part 14)...
Fetching Faces
And you know, just by looking at him, that this guy is the toughest one in his unit in the military, or the quarterback of the football team, or the president of his fraternity. And you further know that he's got several women at his beck and call whenever he needs them. But you also further know that after you shared just a six pack with him, he'd be on his back, legs to Jesus, screaming for you to "fuck him like the bitch he is".
And yeah, you know you'd do that for him. Or at least I would.
POLT
Eat for two, live for two, eat for two...now....
Yesterday, I had a particularly crappy day at work. It was my first day back after three days off, never a time for me to be in a good mood, but I was even more BLAH than usual. Then, no sooner do I get to work than a co-worker pisses me off, and then there goes the whole freaking day! It took out, unfortunately, on a friend co-worker who just happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time. And I did later apologize for it, and we shook hands and all was right with the world. Well not really, but all was right between he and me.
The day was so crappy that I honestly didn't feel suitable to be around man nor beast and I considered calling Sean and canceling. But then my logic (and lust) overruled my anger (and stupidity) and I didn't. I got home, got the a/c started, putzed around online a bit and relaxed, waiting for him to arrive.
When he got to my place, we sat on the sofa, cuddled a bit and talked. And laughed. He said some stuff just off the cuff that cracked me the hell up. He was also there to cook us a meal, but since he'd never done that in my kitchen, he needed to time to "get to know my kitchen". So he checked all the cupboards, the pantry and the refridgerator and said, "My God, you live like a bachelor. A straight bachelor!" Which really is true. He was impressed with my supply of condiments in the fridge, though, and by the few spices I had.
So then off we went to Wal-Mart for the food. We got in there, he grabbed a bucket and was like a man on a mission! I walk pretty fast myself generally, but I was continually a few steps behind him, cause he knew what he needed, and wasn't letting any grass grow under his feet getting it. Per our agreement, since he was cooking it at my place, I was paying for the supplies. And once he gathered everything, that's what I did.
We returned to my house and Sean promptly told me to "get out of my kitchen." Apparently, I'd only be in the way of his preparations. So, what could I do, I vacated. I figured out my finances. I talked to the neightbor outside. I turned on iTunes and listened to music. I putzed around online. Everytime I went into the kitchen, I was allowed there only a little bit until I was shooed away. Although the one time I was in there, he did let me try a piece of the meat he had cut off to test if it was ready.
We had already decided we were going to watch Harry Potter & The Deathly Hallows Part 1 OnDemand, since he didn't see it, but wants to see Part 2 when it comes out. So I got that all spooled up to go. I went out to the kitchen to tell him it was ready and he wouldn't even let me in! I went back to the living room and soon saw why: he came in with my plate already fixed up! Pork chip with some kind of breadcrumby covering and paramsean cheese, corn, and (per my reqeust) asparagus.
(Sean's been able to do something to me nobody else in my life ever has: made me like asparagus. Who knew? I've not tried to too often, but I didn't enjoy it when I did. But the last two times he's made it, it's been yummy. He told me he's going to work hard to get more vegetables in my diet. Good luck with that, I say.)
Yes, not only did he cook the meal, but he served me! I might actually one day find out what it's like to get breakfast in bed too! Anyway, he then came in with his plate and we settled down to eat while watching the movie. the food was delicious, the movie...meh. But I'd already seen the movie.
During said movie, we were both a little frisky, and I repeatedly had to chastize him to "watch the movie! We can play later!" And I had to chastize myself with that as well. But I love watching a movie on my sofa and cuddling with someone while doing so. And Sean is a great cuddler.
Following the movie, it was off to bed, for some rather quick bedtimesexxyfun, but then as we were both...ready, I guess it's not surprising it didn't take long. And then we spent some after time cuddling and talking before I turned out the light and we went to sleep. He's great to sleep with cause he doesn't hog the covers, and he doesn't lay all over me all night (although his occasional, temporary lay over were quite pleasant). And then unfortunately, this morning, I had to get up and go to work, and he got up and was on his way to the gym. The cherry pie we bought for desert went untouched.
Friday night after work, Sean and I and ALCMDPP will be going to see Green Lantern, with a meal probably afterwards. And then Sean might come back and stay over night again. And then Sunday, he's going to a going-away party for a friend in my home town and when that's over, he'll be stopping my place, and probably spend the night as well. (The going away party's being hosted by an ex-boyfriend for a mutual friend of theirs, so that's why he didn't invite me, and even if he did, I would have declined to go. That's just a recipe for drama and awkwardness)
Things are going well. WHERE they're going, I'm not sure either of us know. But we both did, at different time, make refernece to "I'm glad I'm dating a [fill in the blank]", so we both consider us to be dating. Anything more, who knows yet.
Oh, and naturally, I grabbed a few photos too!
The day was so crappy that I honestly didn't feel suitable to be around man nor beast and I considered calling Sean and canceling. But then my logic (and lust) overruled my anger (and stupidity) and I didn't. I got home, got the a/c started, putzed around online a bit and relaxed, waiting for him to arrive.
When he got to my place, we sat on the sofa, cuddled a bit and talked. And laughed. He said some stuff just off the cuff that cracked me the hell up. He was also there to cook us a meal, but since he'd never done that in my kitchen, he needed to time to "get to know my kitchen". So he checked all the cupboards, the pantry and the refridgerator and said, "My God, you live like a bachelor. A straight bachelor!" Which really is true. He was impressed with my supply of condiments in the fridge, though, and by the few spices I had.
So then off we went to Wal-Mart for the food. We got in there, he grabbed a bucket and was like a man on a mission! I walk pretty fast myself generally, but I was continually a few steps behind him, cause he knew what he needed, and wasn't letting any grass grow under his feet getting it. Per our agreement, since he was cooking it at my place, I was paying for the supplies. And once he gathered everything, that's what I did.
We returned to my house and Sean promptly told me to "get out of my kitchen." Apparently, I'd only be in the way of his preparations. So, what could I do, I vacated. I figured out my finances. I talked to the neightbor outside. I turned on iTunes and listened to music. I putzed around online. Everytime I went into the kitchen, I was allowed there only a little bit until I was shooed away. Although the one time I was in there, he did let me try a piece of the meat he had cut off to test if it was ready.
We had already decided we were going to watch Harry Potter & The Deathly Hallows Part 1 OnDemand, since he didn't see it, but wants to see Part 2 when it comes out. So I got that all spooled up to go. I went out to the kitchen to tell him it was ready and he wouldn't even let me in! I went back to the living room and soon saw why: he came in with my plate already fixed up! Pork chip with some kind of breadcrumby covering and paramsean cheese, corn, and (per my reqeust) asparagus.
(Sean's been able to do something to me nobody else in my life ever has: made me like asparagus. Who knew? I've not tried to too often, but I didn't enjoy it when I did. But the last two times he's made it, it's been yummy. He told me he's going to work hard to get more vegetables in my diet. Good luck with that, I say.)
Yes, not only did he cook the meal, but he served me! I might actually one day find out what it's like to get breakfast in bed too! Anyway, he then came in with his plate and we settled down to eat while watching the movie. the food was delicious, the movie...meh. But I'd already seen the movie.
During said movie, we were both a little frisky, and I repeatedly had to chastize him to "watch the movie! We can play later!" And I had to chastize myself with that as well. But I love watching a movie on my sofa and cuddling with someone while doing so. And Sean is a great cuddler.
Following the movie, it was off to bed, for some rather quick bedtimesexxyfun, but then as we were both...ready, I guess it's not surprising it didn't take long. And then we spent some after time cuddling and talking before I turned out the light and we went to sleep. He's great to sleep with cause he doesn't hog the covers, and he doesn't lay all over me all night (although his occasional, temporary lay over were quite pleasant). And then unfortunately, this morning, I had to get up and go to work, and he got up and was on his way to the gym. The cherry pie we bought for desert went untouched.
Friday night after work, Sean and I and ALCMDPP will be going to see Green Lantern, with a meal probably afterwards. And then Sean might come back and stay over night again. And then Sunday, he's going to a going-away party for a friend in my home town and when that's over, he'll be stopping my place, and probably spend the night as well. (The going away party's being hosted by an ex-boyfriend for a mutual friend of theirs, so that's why he didn't invite me, and even if he did, I would have declined to go. That's just a recipe for drama and awkwardness)
Things are going well. WHERE they're going, I'm not sure either of us know. But we both did, at different time, make refernece to "I'm glad I'm dating a [fill in the blank]", so we both consider us to be dating. Anything more, who knows yet.
Oh, and naturally, I grabbed a few photos too!
Sean working in my kitchen
Food prep
Pork chops ready to go in the oven
Cutest waiter delivering the meal I've seen all day
The delicious final product.
POLT
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
Cut their hair short, wear shirts and boots (Part 177 & 178)...
WifeBeater Wednesdays
Not sure how, but I missed a post of this last week, so I'll just do two this week. But the theme for all 6 photos will be the same: Black And White Wifebeaters.
POLT
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