Library pr0n

[sabotabby]

zingerella: So, library porn.
sabotabby: That's really hot.

sabotabby mutters some comment about shagging in Robarts.


Robarts Library, a.k.a. Fort Book.

zingerella looks faintly nauseated.

sabotabby: I just heard it was a good place to pick up. [Sullenly] I wouldn't know. They never let me on the good floors.
zingerella: It's more like the setting for a BDSM porn. It's got cages, shit lighting...
sabotabby: Oppressive concrete...
zingerella: Can't you just see some dominatrix stalking through the stacks, forcing chinless grad students to read Kant?
sabotabby: You realize if I just post the words "Kant" and "porn" in my LJ I'll get about a million comments, don't you?
zingerella: There's just something about sex in a building that looks like a giant turkey. [Pause.] And I don't even like porn.

[Pause.]

sabotabby: Well, neither do I!

Comments

[rohmie.livejournal.com]

So she's getting back together with her ex?!

Not the guy she just broke up with, but the guy she was seeing before.

I haven't had a chance to read the latest installment, but the last one pointed out that she'd have to move to Seattle, where gambling is illegal.

Right: The fellow she just broke up with was Las Vegas-based and the old / new beau lives in Seattle.

Thus she couldn't maintain her usual lifestyle of mooching off her parents making scads of money while "working" a few hours a week playing Positive Expectation Gambling.

What I find so hilarious is that she objects to his workaholism. This internet entrepreneur wants lazy old money to support her rather than some self-motivated go-getter who's supposedly like herself. I'd say she lost her "WWARD?" bracelet, except that Ayn Rand would obviosly do likewise.

I do have Reid Flemming; started reading it, wasn't into it. That could have been because of my pissy mood, so I'll give it another shot unless Terry wants it back.

The pissy mood should actually help. Reid Flemming is the ultimate anti-work comic book. Give it another go.

How is Terry?

He's doing okay. He's doing tattoos out of his home, so I'm giving him my old dentist chair sometime this week. He reads my friends list, so he might see this.

Hey, Terry.