That feeling you get when you see a uniform that has your name on it being worn by your amazingly sexy girlfriend.
Yeah. That. It rocks.
GPOYW- the “it’s such a nice day that all I can think about is straddling my steel mistress” edition.
I now know what a wrench thrown into a wood chipper sounds like…
And I’m quite proud of myself for being able to sleep through it. :)
Thoughts From a Mind Too Tired to Sleep
Do I objectify women?
I like to think not. Not any more than any other guy who occasionally peruses through magazines of attractive women, anyway.
Do I objectify one woman in particular?
Yes. Without question. With all my heart, even. The brain and the heart are objects too, and it would be a waste not to appreciate them fully.
Have I ever explained the concept of DSAT?
Well, it stands for Dedicated Standing Around Time, and I am not a fan…
Also, yes I know only one person actually reads this. It just seemed less intrusive than texting her. :)
