I need a chick who likes it in the butt. Someone who likes it in the butt rough, like "Pelican Bay" style rough. That's not to say that I'm holding out for a prison chick or anything, although prison chicks are pretty fuckin' hot if you ask me. I know you didn't ask me, but what the fuck, this is my blog here, isn't it? I mean come on, if a guy can't speak his mind in his own blog, then WTF is this place coming to?

Back to prison chicks. You know, I once wrote to a few prison chicks. Did I just say that? Well, maybe I was only joking. But then again... I mean, some of these chicks haven't had dick in quite some time. We're talking years here, folks. Years.

And I only wrote to like 5 or so. That was all the free membership would allow. Anymore and I would have had to come out of pocket for that shit. And I don't think so... I mean just because you've been incarcerated is no excuse for me to pay for everything here, lady. It is 2006. 2006! And to think they were doing the jive turkey when you went in.

But really, even though I'm not looking for anything around here, a prison chick (or otherwise) who likes it really rough in the butt would be cool. Is that too fucking much to ask for here? Throw me a fucking bone, people.
GT

Current Mood: contemplative

XM Satelite radio fucking rawks. We now return to our regularly scheduled '70's music all day and every day.
GT

Current Mood: amused

... too fucking much to ask for? Throw me a fucking bone here, people.
GT

Current Mood: cranky

[drama]
So today I come into work at FOURFUCKINGA.M. in the A.M.MORNING and find out that "pack down crew" is being extended 3 weeks beyond its final week. THIS WEEK.

That means, happy campers, that I will have to get up at THREEFUCKINGA.M. in the A.M.MORNING for THREE more FUCKING weeks.
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Current Mood: crushed

You know you're a freak when you're walking through Home Pervo and you see an end-cap with a sigh that says "RAIN SUIT" and you do a double take because in your mind you could swear it said "PAIN SLUT"

I need to get laid.
GT

Current Mood: crappy

One of the main reasons I left is because aiken is a piece of shit and I would love to kick his ass up around his shoulders. He and his little bitch-hole are useless.

Im sure Ill be back at some point, thats why I didnt make some tearful "goodbye cruel website" post. I enjoy the forums, and that is what brings me back after these little "breakes"

anywho... gotta get ready for work tomorrow. Only one more week of this 3 a.m. shit.
GT

I have decided to close my BDC profile. I don't feel the same about the site anymore. People like aiken, pace, and others have taken the fun out of it. I don't know if this feeling will last, or pass. I can't say. I know that right now my heart is somewhere else, and it isn't with BDC.

Go Cubbies!!!
GT

After talking with my mom the other day I now wonder if my problem isn't diabetes. Her father had it, her brother has it, my dad has it, and my nephew has it. It's all type 2 (adult onset) and after doing some research it sounds possible. So now I have to get all my paperwork settled and get down to the VA so I can get tested. I really hope that it isn't diabetes.

Thanks to all my friends who either commented or emailed or called. Im sorry I haven't gotten to you all yet but Im still working this effed up shift (only one more week) and when I get off Im beat.

I will keep everyone posted on what I find out.
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For the last 6 or 7 nights, I have been having night sweats big time. I mean like waking up soaked in sweat. I'm not taking any medication, I'm not drinking any alcohol, and I'm drinking very little coffee. I quit smoking cigars about a week ago, cold turkey.

For the last 5 days I have been feeling "displaced" while driving to work. I have fractions of a second where I feel like my vision has doubled, or my head has been shaken very hard.

For the last 3 days, my hands and feet have been getting numb, with my arms and lower legs falling "asleep"

This morning my face felt like it was "vibrating" or maybe a bit numb. I felt a pressure in my neck, and the backs of my hands. As I drove to work, I felt "displaced" again.

About 40 minutes later when I was at work, I started walking from one end of the building to the other. Halfway there, I felt as if I were literally about to pass out. Each step became heavier and heavier, like walking in mud. I said a prayer in my head "please don't let me go down"

My left hand found shelf and I was able to hold myself up. I heard someone talking and as I concentrated my vision cleared. One of the guys from night crew was asking me if I was OK. I guess I must have looked pretty bad.

I have the next two days off so I’m just going to relax. Right now, my head feels like its full of sand or mud or something.

I'm worried, because this isn't the kind of pain that say's "uh oh, I must have pulled something" but I don't have any insurance and I haven't finished my VA paperwork yet because I felt fine. Now I don't know where it is, and I don't feel "fine" so I'm going to have to get a new set of paperwork and try to get seen.

I really don't know what to think.
GT

This morning I went out to see if any new chicks had hatched and the yard seemed strangely quiet. Something had gotten in the hen house last night and gotten to Deuce while he slept. Whatever it was dragged him out and killed him in a corner of the yard. I know that it was quick, and I am glad that it happened to him in his sleep. He was a good fellow, and I already miss him terribly.

None of the hens or baby chicks were hurt, and a new chick hatched this morning while I was burying Deuce. Perhaps one of the chicks will turn into a young, cocky red rooster that someday will chase Sunny and Daisy May around the yard.

Current Mood: sad

Yes folks, the day has finally arrived and I am one proud papa! Yesterday I candled 28 eggs, 22 of which were fertile. This morning I went out and checked on mama hen, and I heard a faint little voice calling from somewhere. I gently lifted mama up and guess what was nestled all snug and safe beneath her ample bosom? The first of hopefully many healthy baby chicks!!!

The chick is a tiny yellow little thang with a half dollar sized patch of red on it’s rump. I don’t know the sex and won’t for quite some time, but I do know that it will be all red, just like mom and dad.

Peace and love,
GT

Current Mood: excited

OK, so I’m out driving the other day and I pass a house with a handmade cardboard sign out front that says "Saline Melons"

Well shit, you can imagine my excitement! I'm thinking "oh man, some chick lives here that just got some new boobs, and she wants tell (or show) everyone"

I was horribly wrong. Apparently, there is a small town not so far from here named "Saline" and it's kind of famous among the locals for its tasty watermelons.

I fucking hate when shit like this happens.
GT

Current Mood: angry

Got up early this morning and went out looking for coral snakes, pygmi, canebreaks, copperheads, and Louisiana milk snakes. Didn't see anything, but had a nice walk. It's now around 7 a.m. and already about 80 outside. Gonna be a scorcher.
GT

Current Mood: frustrated

He's a REAL hero! I'll be thinking all the positive thoughts I can.
GT

Directions:
Once you've been tagged, you have to write a blog with 6 facts about yourself. In the end you need to choose 6 people to be tagged and list their names. No tag backs.

1. I killed a black bird with a bb gun when I was a kid. I cried and then buried it in a shoe box. I can still remember the feeling of loss that I felt one second after it began to fall, and how I wished that I could take that single action back. I still feel that way when I remember it.

2. The thing I fear most is the idea that I will someday die.

3. People disappoint because I tend to only see the worst when it comes to human nature.

4. My father and I do not speak, and are not involved with each others lives in any way. It is a choice that I made, and have stuck with since last December. I recently heard that he had a heart attack, but I do not know how his health is. I haven’t asked anyone, and I am not really concerned about it. I do not wish him ill, but I do not wish to know or hear of him.

5. I would go hungry before I would see my dogs without food.

6 I have small scars on my cock from jerking off too much when I was a kid.






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Current Mood: sick

So after the snake got the first batch of eggs, I had decided that I wasn't going to worry about it after that. Because if the gals didn't care enough to watch their eggs, neither did I. But now something cool has happened. Nature has taken over. The gals are laying eggs like crazy, and nesting on them all day long now. I think the snake taught them a lesson in motherhood. The lesson: "watch the eggs, or I'll eat them"

So now I think that in about 2 weeks, if all goes well I should have plenty of chicks peeping around the hen house. And yes, I'll take pics.
GT

Look here: http://www.afn.org/~poultry/egghen.htm

Current Mood: accomplished

aw fuck it, this is too boring.
GT

Current Mood: bored

the other day my yellow lab Sunny went out and was taking a leak when Deuce ran up (apparently drawn by the movement of Sunny's pee in the grass) and pecked Sunny on his pecker!

Sunny jumped and the pee went all over Deuces head, and in his eyes. Deuce then went into a head shaking and rubbing his face on the ground frenzy. Apparently he isn't into water sports.
GT

Current Mood: amused

w kings pawn to queen 1

Current Mood: bored

This afternoon I went out to the hen house and looked in (the gals and Deuce were scratching around in the yard) and what did I see? An egg!!! It was only one, but it was a lovely shade of nut brown, and medium sized. I'm so excited, they got here yesterday and are already laying for me.

Of course tonight I went out to see if they had gone in the hen house and two were missing from the yard.

I had to go out into the woods with a flashlight and look for them. It was Deuce (the rooster) and one of the gals. I finally found them roosting between two pine trees.

I had to go back in the house and get a large beach towel to throw over them. I finally got all five in the hen house. One of those hens is a crazy ass bird, she pecks and tries to rush the gate. They're all sleeping now though. I don't advise chicken wrangling in the dark, in the woods.

All's well that end's well.
GT

Current Mood: excited