July 25, 2004
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so, it’s saturday night and I live near a racetrack, the Wenatchee Valley Super Oval to be specific. honestly, the car noise doesn’t bother me at all. but tonight they’re blasting a bunch of music, god dammit. personally, I find there’s very little that’s more annoying than being subjected to music I can’t turn off and I didn’t choose –bleah– unless it’s getting an iced latte when I wanted hot. I cried!
I went over to the site to see what it was, apparently nothing special. however, I did notice that next week is “thunder cars” and some super truck shit. it might be a good weekend to be gone…
I’m much less testy when I’m getting laid regularly. anyone who wants to volunteer, let me know…
Comments (16)
I’m with you on the loud music that I didn’t choose to listen to…that’s why I scarred a college track team for life. Tee! Hee!
Hey, c’mon down to Sunny Diego next weekend, my BiL’s single and pretty nice to look at-just duct tape his mouth shut.
-M
I used to live near the race track in del mar. (which also meant I was a mile from the ocean, and now I’m not, big fucking sigh)
anyway – loud LOUD races, LOUD concerts during the fair. I found myself singing along to Pink of all things a couple years ago, she was soo fucking loud. I feel your pain. it’s annoying.
hey as long as you throw in a cosplay suit and a green card, i can take care of all your orgasmic needs.
“I’m much less testy when I’m getting laid regularly. anyone who wants to volunteer, let me know…”
Hmm… the customer service person in me says, “I can help you with that!” But ya know, I don’t know if you would want me to answer. So um… hmm.
We’re all nicer people when we’re getting laid. My ex knew if he wanted something really stupid or insane he only had to bring a girl home to me. It was like a slut sacrifice.
Loud music is great when you’re making it
I got laid a lot last week first time in ages. I was a much nicer person and my body moved easily, like a well-oiled machine. Sadly my lover’s gf has been urged to return from her long summer vacation 6 weeks early so that’s that.
i’m on my way.
that is all.
we live next to a racetrack, or two miles away and through dense forest, but it sounds like NEXT TO.
I think you have to deal with the noise to get to see a yearly fireworks display almost RIGHT OUTSIDE your upstairs windows.
Okay so here…
…given the chance I’d make your toes curl to the point of euphoric coma and you’d never be cranky again.
*looks about, then nods* yup, there’s my answer.
{{hugs}} Hate the whole race car thang…living near the site of the Pocono500 has made me hate them even more, lol!!
much less testy when you’re getting laid…sounds like that initial mounting is quite a handful…in like a lion and out like a lamb, eh?
or in and out like a crazed marmot…
I’m *much* more productive and content when I am getting laid regularly . . . I hear ya . . .
What’s getting laid?
I misread that as “I’m much less testy *now* that I’m getting laid regularly”.I felt all pissed off that you had been holding out on the juicy details.