Journey to the End
I'm really bad with titles. So, for each entry (and this is the ONLY week of boring entries), I'll name it whatever song I happen to be listening to. Good, right? Right? Affirmation, please.
I've been trying to decide if I want anonimity here, or an open view for people that I know to gather 'round and see inside. I think anonimity may, quite possibly, be for wussies and pussies and weenies. I am none of those, so here you go. And, if you do know me, and read this, and I start seeing less and less of you, well, I know that anonimity may have been the way to go.
I think I'll use a lot of this space to tell stories. Stories of fun things that never happen to me, but to my friends and aquiantances. But I'll say they happen to me. Except stories about my good friend in the East Bay who shall remain nameless. Now, if you happen to be a girl that recently took it in the backdoor while being fisted, you might have an inkling as to who I'm talking about. Or if you can be described as a "gusher", you may also know. Yuck.
So next week we start the real DARK and FOREBODING shit (good title, R). Ok, then.