It surprises me that people are checking out my blogs. I know who a few readers are...but who are all the lurkers?
FRIDAY:
I don't know why I torture myself by getting involved with these characters.
"...I been thinkin bout...I been thinkin bout...I been thinkin bout you lately..."
Why does JheriCurlLady ALWAYS have to sit next time me??? Then she goes and bogarts the whole damn see. I guess I should be thankful she didn't poke me in my shoulder just to tell me my hair is purdy.
A couple was handing out free hugs at Circle Centre today. Only a few people took them up on their offer. I shed a few salty tears. Things like that always pull at my heart strings.
Woo hoo!!! Possible job opportunity. I'm putting it out there. That job is mine. Cross your whatever and send job vibes my way.
I'm so proud of Kevin, Nick and Court's successes.
Trip to Chicago soon?
TheBestFriend is getting married tomorrow. I'm not really sure how I feel about it. I AM happy for him and hope that it lasts forever.
"...It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you...There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do...I bless the rains down in Africa...Gonna take some time to do the things we never had..."
Random Club Girl: Can you please not play techno, play hip hop ALL night long.
2Deep: *mutters* But this is house.
2Deep: *proceeds to play one quick techno song*
*rolls on floor laughing*
I was quite comfy on my little mat on the floor near the steps. Blaring music, but still peaceful.
Oy, some sleep would be good right now.
I haven't been home ALL day. I just don't want to be there.
Must stop thinking about him. Whatever will be, will be.
Ewww...that's sick...who the fuck walks across a dirty club floor barefoot. Who knows what the fuck could be splashed across the floor. What about broken glass too?
Oy...For Love 21 may be the death of a nice portion of my money supply.
SATURDAY:
Where is everyone?
Mmmmm...sushi. Fuckers didn't have the ice cream tempura though. *frowns*
"Keep on...You might get spanked..." Pull my hair too?
If you know me...you know I like to be a smart ass. It's quite entertaining. It comes so naturally. And it's also my own special brand of flirt sometimes.
*dances and booty shakes* Woo hoo got me some so very unexpectedly from the one source I wanted it from. No need to worry about karma this time bitches. *thumbs nose at karma* Damn his bed was comfortable, I could've slept/laid there a whole lot longer.
What's with the incense, candle and music? Not that J. Dilla's Shining is mood music. So Far to Go is one of my jams though.
"...Let go...And let me live inside of you...What your mouth don't say...Baby your thighs do...I want us to arrive together...I love it when the weather...is wet and sticky...Some depict me...as being conscious...yeah I use my head...it was you who fed...my appetite for seduction...biting and cussing and uh...touching where no on has ever touched before...the heat got you open like an oven door...because of your innocence...even more you'll remember this...hardcore gentleness...before you wasn't in to this...on the ride your freak became limitless...holding on to the night and me tight...as we write on the walls...a story called 'go'..."
Can you be a little more aggressive or are you trying to force the aggression out of me.
I have to wonder how much Classic weekend and my dirty little text messages had to do with this unexpected rendezvous. And why the fuck do I always get so nervous and shy when we're together in person, but I have no problem being snarky and chatty via MySpace, text and the phone?
*sigh*
SUNDAY:
This postcard seems very fitting.
What do you say to everyone who is sitting in the living room when you walk into the house at 11AM in your clothes from the previous night? Just a tiny bit awkward.
Is it wrong that I feel like I'm using NotInterested for the affection he gives me. It seems like he's the only who will hug and hold me when I need it. Is it wrong that I prefer only to see him when it's dark out so I don't have to see his face?
Twice in less than 24 hours.
That was a nice little bomb to drop.
I WILL be okay. I know the outlook looks bleak now...but it WILL be okay.
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