#slackass

[thatladythaumaturj]

Sorry it’s been so dead around here, I’ve moved out of state and have a lot of personal life shit going on, hopefully I’ll get it together soon.

No promises, though. Been working on it for 28 years and yet here we still are.

[smananthamarie]

Y’all too healthy, making me feel like a slackass for not working out today, when I KNOW my eating wasn’t on point.

Now I’m suited up ready to go for a 3MI wog in the friggin rain!

ALL I’M SAYIN IS THERE BETTER AT LEAST BE SOME CHRISTMAS LIGHTS OUT TO LOOK AT!

THANKS FITBLR :P ;)

[wind-voice]

@____@ So after a number of hours at home, playing Portal 2, I believe I've almost gotten to the point I was at when I played it at my Sister's house. On her Husband's Compy.

Holy lord I've been playing Portal all day and got nothing else done.

OH WELL

[kazpi-blog]

+1 Client

slack-ass started following you

She heard the bell ring on the door. It had been a while since it had rang and not revealed a drunken homeless man or somebody coming in to tell her she was a horrible satanist or phony. This young girl didn't look at all like either of those two scenarios, and so maybe she needed something...or wanted to know more. There was a sign on the front that told people to feel free to ask questions, only in slightly smaller font than the "JAKARTA PARANORMAL"

"Hey there!" She said, lifting herself up from the desk that sat oddly in the middle of the room. "Can I help you with something?" she questioned as she began to approach the stranger, straightening her dark red tie as she did so. She hated how tight it all felt, but wearing an extra large sweat shirt during business hours...wouldn't keep the business around for long.

[undead-deconstructor-blog]

It's courtesy to meet the new neighbors right? Cept I'm a ghost so go say hi for me