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The Previous Parts are here, exhausted, wet, sticky and vowing to never ever fill a wading pool with jello again. Words to live by.


I finally, finally thank God finally!-- managed to pull some of this together. Someone give me a cookie, 'cause I swear, it was that traumatic. Now--the other things I'm suppose to be writing...*sigh*

Oh yeah Roxy, do the challange--you can do it...Smack the fuck out of me if I ever mention wanting to do one again, please.

( Dis Pater part 19 )

HaH!!!

You know how something drives you crazy and you can't rest until you find it or figure out what it is?

That black and white picture on MR's wall was driving me nuts--I knew I'd seen it before and I finally found it!

It's Andy Warhol's Double Elvis! Yeah, babee! I rock! I'm the shit, yo!

Okay, this is of interest only to me I'm sure but, proof positive--that guy's a giant dork. Cute, great ass but taste? Come on--Warhol?

Kidding!