Anogete's Journal

I did my X-Files marathon on Friday while I was being lazy. I'm in love with Skinner again. I had to put the picture of him from Zero Sum behind a cut because it makes my brain fizzle. Can't... handle... the... hotness... I seriously have these depraved fantasies of being bent over Skinner's desk. When I was sixteen, my mom and dad acquired a chair from a family friend who had bought a lot of furniture from an auction. The furniture was discarded (but still perfectly wonderful) pieces from the Capital. I begged and pleaded to have the chair put in my bedroom. Why? Because I wanted to pretend it was one of the chairs from Skinner's office. (It looked remarkably like them!) In hindsight, this was probably not a normal teenage thing to do. No wonder the neighborhood thought I was weird.

( apparently, it's briefs, not boxers )