Specifically, I'm thankful for these two sexy bitches:
Alexis Stewart and Jennifer Koppelman Hutt. I was sick as a motherfucker this past week and one day, after being sent home from work for dripping mucous all over the restaurant, I was stuck on the couch, sunk balls deep into my assgroove, and my mother introduced me to these two fine ladies (on the Fine Living Network, no less!)
Alexis is tall and pretty and dresses well and looks more frigid than Nicole Kidman's arctic igloo fortress (vag) and I want her to stick one of her heels up my ass. Jennifer looks like she has a really overactive cock-greedy cunt that will explode all over my face if I just look at it. I love them both.
Has anyone else seen this show? It combines two of my favorite things -- reverent awe for Martha Stewart with loving relentless mocking of Martha Stewart and I'm tempted to stay home from work tomorrow just to watch it. Because, officially, when guys ask me and I'm trying to impress them I still say "I DON'T WATCH TV" so I would never let my mother get Tivo or anything.
I probably shouldn't stay home from work ever again, though, after all the money I missed out on by staying home this past week. God, it fucking sucked -- I felt like I had been giving head to a cactus all week and the fucker kept ramming the back of my throat even though I kept begging him to ease up. And I was coughing up blood for the last two days. When people at work/elsewhere asked me what was wrong I just kept telling them I had consumption, and then got pissed off when only a few of them knew what I meant.
Thanksgiving was nice though. I made Barefoot Contessa style rice pudding (oh Ina... please adopt me and let your old rich Hamptons fags pay for me to go back to school) and had a bunch of people over and a small group of us went through six bottles of wine... early on I felt like I was trying too hard to have contrived-holiday fun but by the third glass of wine I was fine.
We got a really brother-sister duo picture out of it:
several failed attempts at a nice couple-shot
and one sort-of awkward successful one
I'm a little annoyed at how preppy and clean cut I look -- if I'm going to look like I go to fucking Harvard I want to actually BE at fucking Harvard. And not delaying school a whole extra year because I can't afford fucking Bronx Community College.
Anyway, the usual Sunday night agony about waking up early for work is happening, so I should try to get my ass into bed. I'm playing Dragon Quest IV on the DS right now and it's better than anyone reading this is.
(Oh, and besides Jennifer and Martha & Alexis Stewart, I'm thankful for family/friends/books/videogames/my cock)
Happy Thanksgiving. If anyone wants to bake me a pie please do it. Chris brought over two and I ate both of them (not by myself, though).
