Phat Tuesday

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Anyway.

Thanks for bearing with the fishing post. I know a lot of you aren't into fishing but to me, it's one of the greatest experiences that fulfill and enrich my life as a human being. I will be sharing fishing season this season, so expect updates... and maybe pictures... we'll see.

On a completely different topic, Blogger sucked donkey dong yesterday... but at least they were quick on the improvements this afternoon though. Thanks blogger.

I promised I would post my middle finger today for the Wedding Party and any body else that felt jaded about the inconvenience.

This was taken at the bbq on sunday.... Yeah, aren't I a cute little shit when I'm gardening? Holla to no make up or maintenance Emma! Seriously, you want unflattering and au natural around the family... That's your golden photo right there!

and Cheers to blogger, really. Thanks for making Monday just that much shittier!

I pulled an immense amount of over growth and dead bushes from the yard on Sunday. I love yardwork, so therapeutical. And not just the planting, I'm talking about mowing, edge trimming, weeding, and building to improve.

I rock the playing in the dirt... like a champ.

I am trying to convince myself that when I drive down to the beach on a whim any time between September and March, the volleyball nets would be up... But, they haven't been of course, and that sucks...

Until today... So, that means that I have yet another thing to contend with... my desire to play volleyball.

Love volleyball on the beach on Sundays. The locals that read will know which beach I'm talking about... Seriously, hot guy mecca at the nets. But that's not what it's REALLY about now is it?

Hell no. Volley ball hungry bi-curious chicks are abundant there for some reason.

Dunno, but you know it's a good day when you get at least two of these 'manuevers from every girl on your team (and you met her like an hour ago), and you give a little back too.

So nice.

After getting quite enough sandy grit in my bikini I then kick over to Spuds for some downright mmmmm good fish n' chips.

SPUDS! Omg! Somebody hold me back....

I didn't get the green light on softball this year, but volley ball wasn't mentioned... Does that really count then if it was never mentioned?

I think NOT!

I got an assignment today that is not my forte'. In fact I'm downright uncomfortable doing this story without actually experiencing what I'm writing about. Not that I have anything wrong with this 'experience', I just don't have the equipment to justify the... errr detail.

So, I decided I needed to hit some parties and spectate. Which, kinda sounds wrong but I really have to watch it, or else there's no way I'm gonna write about it. Okay, to watch this requires not to gain experience from porn.

PORN IS NOT EXPERIENCE! It's an experience, but it's not a way to teach yourself how to properly compliment a scenario!!!

Yeah, so this has to be person to person spectating.... consentual even. Any gay men willing to have intercourse in front of me? NO?

Any straight men willing to say hell yes and then get me in a room alone with you?

Any bi-curious women? Anyone?

LMAO!





Fuck I love Tuesdays!