Blather. Wince. Repeat.

Blather. Wince. Repeat.

Saturday, December 7, 2013

But Daddy Long Legs I Feel That I'm Finally Growing Weary

Of waiting to be consumed by you.

Had an absolutely lovely lunch with an old friend yesterday. Then a lovely evening with my lil sis and friends.

Majorly chilling with my three furry boyfriends right now. Got a lot to do, but trying to keep it mellow and give the bare minimum of fucks.

And this is just amazing. I guess that this is snooker, and that snooker rules are something like 9 Ball. What I know is that snooker pockets are hella narrow--it takes some real finesse to sink those balls. Imagine basketball hoops without the backboard.

This is beautiful. Impressive. And nary a "bad miss" to be seen.






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