Welcome to a day in my life.

For the full effect of deep emotion and imagery, play "songbird" by Kenny G

I wake up, rub my hands down my chest. It must be chilly

I go into the spread eagle position, then upper dog. Oils all over.

The dim torch reflects florescent lights from my skin.

I throw on my silk robe, kiss my cat (kieth) and head upstairs.

Commando, I walk out the front door for the newspaper.

Just as the neighbor drives by, a dog catches a Frisbee in front of my Wilson.

I smile.

I walk back into my house to the sensual smell of "Dark Kiss"

I get on blogger and admire Kal-el and Coconut Kweller for 8 hours.

I watch Charlie Schmidts piano cat on youtube. Post a comment.

I prepare a bubble bath, and read "seventeen" magazine.

I ease into the steamy water. Hahhhhht........ ooooh..... that's nice

I make a beard out of the bubble. I look like Santa ROFL. 

I shave until my arms are to exhausted to keep going.

I yawn. It must be late. I drink a bottle of elmers glue to get me through the night

I spill. No matter, Kieth will lick it off.

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