I really should probably blog.

I have a hard time getting my ass to the blog page. To actually sit down and write something coherent. I have blogs written that will never see the light of day because of various reasons.

Some…Nonsensical.

Some…Inappropriate.

Some…Might get me in trouble with the government.

So I find myself with a sparsely updated blog. Then I find myself blogging about the fact that I’m not blogging which by the way, I think, should cause the world to implode. Theres something strange about it.

Okay. Here we go. I’m gonna type something interesting. Really. I am. Watch me. Here it comes. And…Wait, not yet….okay now.

My G/F is going for a job at Penthouse.

No. Seriously. She wants to work at Penthouse. Not pose for Penthouse. Work for them. Litterally, she sent me to the store at 11:30 at night, during the middle of the finale of Celebrity Fit Club, to go pick up said publication so that she may take a good look at it. I don’t buy porn for myself but somehow I’ve jumped to the realm of buying my girlfriends porn.

Did you know that Penthouse costs 8 dollars?

8 FLONKIN dollars. I didnt spend 8 dollars on food yesterday and yet I have bought porn that was 8 dollars. Who needs to…ahem…finish themselves so much that they need to spend 8 dollars to do so. Isn’t that we have the internet for? A simple Google search should provide you with all the fodder you would need for such an act.

8 Dollars.

The thing is SOMEONES paying this 8 dollars. It comes out every month. People have to be purchasing it. Otherwise this would be like the worst business model I’ve ever heard of.

‘Hire writers and models and editors, print the magazine and send it out, and then no one will buy it. BRILLIANT’

I have never purchased a Penthouse before. I’ve never really bought magazine porn like that. I have purchased a Playboy before (”Whoa, your telling me WWF’s CHINA is gonna get naked. But she’s obviously a man! Okay, I’m buying that!”) But never with the idea of…erm…taking care of business. Maybe I’ve grown up in a different time. Maybe this is the medium of the older and less technologically savy. And ya know what. Yay for them.

But 8 dollars is highway robbery. Unless they hire my G/F. Then I’m becoming there spokes person.

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