Here's a crumb for my own slacker stalkers:
Here is my fifteen-day-old tattoo! Doesn't it look innocent when it's sleeping? Yes, it matches my Wedgwood china.
And yes, that graphic is posted on Friendster, and yes, this Slacker Stalker has no friendster friends at this time. Will you be my friendster?
In further revelations, I have to post a poem. I'm committed to NOT putting my original poetry up on this blog. But this is a pertinent follow-up to the ex=ex blog entry, so please forgive this indiscretion. I wrote it almost three years ago in the wake of a break-up with someone who was termino-phobic about the word girlfriend.
- San Francisco Replacement Terminology for the word ‘Girlfriend’
A thing
A fling
A fuckable friend
A crush
A flirt
A bendable bend
A Frisco disco
Swingable girl
A bubble bath elbow kiss
Titclamp tilt-a-whirl
A pounding mound
A rebound to a rebound
A tie me up / tie me down
An easy-bake cake
An mm-hm! earthquake morning roll, a low-fat schmear
A "you know I hate
to drive home this late / you can stay here"
A futon footsie tongue twister date
A polypolyamorous play-mate
A mental whack-a-mole
A sleepless queer
Give her a name and
She'll disappear
Thank you for your indulgence. You will now be returned to your regular poetry-free stalkage.
