Name: Anonymous 2006-05-29 3:22
Dear /lounge/
I wouldn't say that my room is a total pigsty - I'd rather call it "creative clutter". My room is my domain so I am not afraid to live "in the buff". Thanks to the constant flow of internets in my room, I'm secure enough to say that I masturbate to the steady flow of porn that is accessed. This is tl;dr, I know, but it goes somewhere.
Okay, so anyway, I recently planned for a bunch of old friends to sleep-over, or rather stay up and faggingly play video games until sunrise the next day. Well, we all got together, but we decide to, of all things, go out and do something constructive/destructive first. Unfortunately, in this bum-fuck of a town, the only real thing to do is like, shop at Wal-Mart. So we go there, walk around a bit, and see large (at least 3') black light fixtures on sale for a ridiculously low price ($14.92 - can't fucking beat that.) I decided to buy one on the whim being that I am totally random.
Well, we eventually got back to my house to get the party underway. But first came the inaugural lighting of my new blacklight. So I find the nearest electrical socket, plug it in, and turn the thing on. It hums as it brings to life an eerie deep purple glow. I was fixated on the light as I thought it was pretty cool. Unfortunately, my friends became fixated on what was revealed with the turning on of the black light. When I saw what they were carrying on about, I... well at first I was confused. Stains. Random splotches of purple neon reflected from the black light itself. Stains that I know were NOT fucking there before the lights were turned off.
I wouldn't say that my room is a total pigsty - I'd rather call it "creative clutter". My room is my domain so I am not afraid to live "in the buff". Thanks to the constant flow of internets in my room, I'm secure enough to say that I masturbate to the steady flow of porn that is accessed. This is tl;dr, I know, but it goes somewhere.
Okay, so anyway, I recently planned for a bunch of old friends to sleep-over, or rather stay up and faggingly play video games until sunrise the next day. Well, we all got together, but we decide to, of all things, go out and do something constructive/destructive first. Unfortunately, in this bum-fuck of a town, the only real thing to do is like, shop at Wal-Mart. So we go there, walk around a bit, and see large (at least 3') black light fixtures on sale for a ridiculously low price ($14.92 - can't fucking beat that.) I decided to buy one on the whim being that I am totally random.
Well, we eventually got back to my house to get the party underway. But first came the inaugural lighting of my new blacklight. So I find the nearest electrical socket, plug it in, and turn the thing on. It hums as it brings to life an eerie deep purple glow. I was fixated on the light as I thought it was pretty cool. Unfortunately, my friends became fixated on what was revealed with the turning on of the black light. When I saw what they were carrying on about, I... well at first I was confused. Stains. Random splotches of purple neon reflected from the black light itself. Stains that I know were NOT fucking there before the lights were turned off.