BF was getting released from hospital Friday morning and to be picked up by friend — a shady one I didn't care for very much. Hadn't heard anything by that afternoon. I rang and he said he was signing the discharge papers and would phone me once they were on the way home.

From one Bunny to another... I found this on the innanetz:

For me, they just — were always there?

'Financial Domination' is a poorly termed segment of a not uncommon practise in Dom/sub relationships. I realise there's a lot of sarcasm on here, but still felt the need to post in an effort to add something to the convo.

I was a casual watcher of gameplay videos if something was hitting the market that might draw me away from Gran Turismo. For years, hand to God, I only ever played the Gran Turismo series. Thanks to YouTube, I got to see the best ways to ease into FPS (Left 4 Dead, GTA, CoD, Splinter Cell). What to chase after. What…

I was prepared for the trailer, which required me to burn through a few nonworking links. The game is just stupid. The trailer was more dynamic than the actual gameplay.

Pre or Post steroids?

Palmer Johnson is bad ass. Love the PJ135 (Dragon and Waverunner), the PJ170 (DB9, yes, DB9), and both the 48M and 72M SuperSports are just... jaw droppingly gorgeous. Oh, and they're real.

W-bodies were no joke. They get trashed so much (in discussion and usage), but they are brilliant cars.

Failure?! If a man ten years older or not pulled up in a 2002, I wouldn't be able to feel that cold. And if he was my date? Bleeding hell, the ice and snow would vanish instantly within a thirty mile radius of us.

*shrug* "Gorleston Wedding".

You know, the more I see those Mazdaspeed 3s of that generation, the more I really fancy them. And not just because of "that blue paint". Never driven one. But most owners I know say they're a blast. Quirky and endearing cars.

The first car I bought was a 1985 Cadillac Fleetwood Brougham. A V8 AND with rear wheel drive! Fuck you Civic-driving cohorts! It was during my sophomore year in high school. $2000 cash. Thirty minutes after I bought it, the water pump blew on the motorway. Turned into a wonderful romance with Sundays devoted to…

When you have one land in your windscreen like some NOS sponsored deer because he hits gravel out of a construction zone, it's not fun. A lot of people ride in my family, many friends, some of my exes too. Don't be a dick to me on the streets. I'll happily let you lane split and look out for you if we're stuck in…

I think a lotta people get easy sidetracked with a build. If you're not having to re-evaluate because of budgetary issues, it's easy to create a monster of a car that kinda becomes everything and nothing at the same time. E.g. Veyronitis.

I love me some bad ass B-bodies. Nitrous = meh.

A Quagmire-esque mate of mine flashed me that photo today. It was cheekily followed up with: "I bet that's a bulge you wouldn't mind rubbing."

I was holding my breath up until the point the book was mentioned.

I'm just happy that they've redone the map/gps from what I've seen. The multi-level aspect of the current drawings was hell for trying to track and locate.

I've come to accept the dislike that this car seems to inspire. Though really, I don't think it's truly dislike as much as it is people sneering or looking down their nose at what is essentially the antithesis of the platinum standard these days for high performance from "Modern Aston". The 'Let's dislike it because…