Yep, It's Time to Get Personal

So, I think now that I've made my little resolution to open up more I may be blogging my ass off for a while. You gonna wish I never learned to type.

I didn't sleep last night. Not a frickin' wink. I think I'm officially an insomniac. I'm not really tired now though. I'm more kind of high due to sleep deprevation - you know that point where you get so tired that you're just goofy. I'm there. All I can do is smoke cigarettes and think about doing dirty things to Sully Erna even if he is a bit of a munchkin. I usually like guys who about 6 feet tall. Sully is 5'5", but I could live with that.

Why the sudden infatuation with Mr. Erna? Well, I went to a Godsmack concert on Monday night and saw the cute little guy in the flesh. He was yummy and really looked to be of average height. Maybe he was wearing lifts. Hmmm? Something to ponder later. Anyway, he did a drum duet with the drummer that blew me away. Now I must have him. I'll just have to get really good at willing things to happen. Thought creates form folks - humor me. And, as long as he's on my 'list' than I can't get in trouble with my significant other. Time to edit the 'list'. Want to know who else is on the list? Probably not, so I'll just let you wonder.

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