Floccinaucinihilipilification

• Antidisestablishmentarianism – Opposition to the belief that there should no longer be an official church in a country. (29 letters)

• Floccinaucinihilipilification – The categorizing of something as worthless or trivial. (30 Letters)

• Hippopotomonstrosesquipedalian – Long (31 letters)

• Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanokoniosis – A miners’ lung disease caused by inhaling silica. (46 letters)

Now that I have that out of the way, I really have no exciting news.

I’ve become addicted to porn, no I have had a fetish for porn for a long while, and it’s just now that I can admit it. It’s not like I have a high sex drive, cause I don’t, I just love looking at it. Apparently you can break a fetish down into five different levels, I’m not to sure of all the different variances, but one being a curiosity, and five it taking over the actual act of sex, and being a necessity for arousal.

So I could find myself a happy medium in there some where. Dac8, 19 nitten, Squirtz, Cobra, Sean Cody, Bel Ami, Falcon (to a lesser extent – mainly for the Aspen Series), RT Boys, alexboys, polish-pie. And amateur porn, DudesNude, NewbieNudes, Selfpics.org, Rateyourcock, voyeurcam, ezboard: Muscle Unlimited and Teen Muscle Unlimited, well you get the point.

So I watched Mel Gibson’s; The Passion of the Christ. I could not have been any more pissed off by the time I got to the end of it. Mel Gibson has a history of long, tired movies and this certainly didn’t disappoint. For example, the scene where Jesus of Nazareth, was chastised for claiming to be the son of god, went on for 20 minutes. I was not shocked or appalled, I might have been initially, but it just went on for too long, by the end of it I was like ‘you’ve missed a spot’. All these long, silent, ‘reflective’ interludes were pointless, I don’t know what is going through Mr. Gibson’s brain but it’s not going through anyone else’s. I would much prefer to have been in bed. By the time it was finished it was 11pm and that’s too late for me to be up on a week night.

Jay gets back from Sydney tonight. >happy face< He went up for the last of his dental appointments, which was never scheduled through fault of the dentist himself, so a superfluous visit in the end. When I called him last night he was drunk watching the State of Origin, just my luck that he should have to be a New South Wales supporter, not Queensland. I must not forget my Brother and sisters birthday are this week too. 19. oh I remember those days.

Okay must go… do… things. Yay.

Song for the day: Moustache – Everywhere (Original Mix)

LPH