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Dec. 28th, 2004 06:28 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I'm HOME! I'm essscited! YaY!
It was wonderful, it was SOOO much fun, and I felt so awesome and I got to go outside in the twenty degrees nekkid and that fuckin' rocked and OHMIGOD! IT WAS SOO COOOOOL!!
No, I don't have the pics yet, won't be long tho, I'm sure.
I'm cruisin' down the interstate, "The Other Side Of Life" by the Moody Blues crankin' on the stereo, and Brent on my mind like mad. Cause that's like THE song when it comes to thinkin' about him. "Baby, baby, baby, let's investigate, The other side of life tonight; The lovers and the fighters and the risks they take, Are on the other side of life tonight..."
I'm sliding my thoughts around these images of him that I have burned in my mind - his hair lying in long dark, damp curls across his shoulders as his hands brush my arms and he leans in to kiss me (dear GOD if I ever lose that image I will curl up and die, I swear) and my whole body is pounding to the beat in the song as I get little flashes of memory about him. I barely notice that I'm just three miles from my exit for I-81. My brain wraps around the memory of a particular orgasm, and the feel of his flesh in my hands "Lets lose our way, go completely astray, And find ourselves again; You know the only way to get there is to take that step, To the other side of life tonight..."
....And there are blue and white lights flashing in my rearview. DAMN!FUCK!SUNUVABITCH! I pull over, and a nice stocky Virginia State Trooper pops out of his car, and sweet as you please....
"You know, I pulled you over because I clocked you back there goin' 80 miles an hour in a 65 zone. Can I see your license and registration please?"
I apologize and probably turn three shades of red as I hand him my license, etc. I'm itching to tell him where I'm going, just to see if it will get me out of a ticket "By the way, officer, I'll be naked in these pictures, maybe we could work something out?"
Bwaahahahahahaaaaa!!! So technically, who cost me $131?? The Moody Blues? Brent? Or Brian, the photographer? (since I was in such a HURRY to get there!) Cause - NO - it couldn't POSSIBLY be my fault!!!!
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Date: 2004-12-30 01:02 pm (UTC)*glares*
You'll have to show me it now, just so I tell you how much you don't look like him.
You don't look anything LIKE Jabba the Hutt...
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Date: 2004-12-30 01:05 pm (UTC)I KNOW! My eyes are MUCH smaller. lol
And I don't belch nearly so much.
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Date: 2004-12-30 01:09 pm (UTC)And for a start you look SO SO SO SO much more attractive...
(You'll have to send me it)
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Date: 2004-12-30 02:32 pm (UTC)I luv you Mattie. I'll send it this evening.
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Date: 2004-12-30 02:35 pm (UTC)*hugs kisses and loves*
Okies.
My TRS fic is up!!!!!
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Date: 2004-12-30 04:44 pm (UTC)