Thursday, May 06, 2004
ooma loompa doomity doomp. yes. my head.. still exploding. my friend jesse.. suidical. all is apparently lost. i'd like to cuddle right now. someone should perhaps do something about that for me. we shall see. i will cross my fingers for some of that good cuddlin friday night. if derek is to be my drinking buddy, he will have to come out with us. and he has proclaimed himself such.
i am compuslively clicking on my mailbox. i havent heard from twon in like 25 minutes. no good. i understand that a perfect circle is at his hotel tonight, and that he is mackin it to the roadies, but hey! i have needs! just checked again. nothin.
im going to bed in like 8 minutes. i neeeeed sleep, dont you understand? i have to get up at 1015 AGAIN. i could get like 6.5 hours sleep. that would be ok. especially bc i will have no one to talk to tomorrow night, and therefore will have free reign to go to bed whenever the fuck i please. perhaps i will sleep at 2 tomorrow. till 2. for twelve hours. yesssss. twelve hours... maybe 13. get up, watch classmates. shower.
still no email.
i think i should be taking medicine or vitamins or something to preempt this horribleness. maybe i will go to the DR tomorrow.
have i mentioned i NEED to go back to vegas? well, i do. roulette! roulette! atlantic city wont do. i have to seriously bring up driving to vegas/going back this summer CONSTANTLY to derek. im soo down for the road trip, but we have to be sober. which i think i might be against. though we could be way wrecked in vegas the whole time. stay somewhere cheap. YAY! YAY! vegas!! ill make a small fortune.
heyyyy i havent fallen in love yet. remember i was supposed to find love when i got back from taking the plane somewhere? motherfuckers! i really wanted to believe that it meant that shit would work out with the enigma. though she did say i was going to move. so perhaps the plane ride was just like the beginning. and i wont really find love till i am all moved. and perhaps the enigma is still in the running.
still no email.
maybe im going to fall in love with derek. wouldnt that be weird? yes! very weird! i dunno, he has really weak genes. he had two sisters that died in infancy, and he also grew up in a hospital. i kind of want to keep my infant mortality rates low. he also has serious alcoholic genes, and so do i, and i think we are both very compulsive and addictive.. and that could be a very VERY bad combination for offspring. i mean, i want them to have a chance to excel in life. they would be brilliant, beautiful children, but they would be fuck ups. and i would always feel responsible for mating with someone who did not balance out my negative traits.
i just remembered something about vegas that i forgot to throw in here. april 6: kim and i are sitting out by the pool. out comes derek in jeans and shoes, carrying his manuscript and wearing aviator glasses. he sits down on a beach chair, between the two of us, who are wearing bikinis.. and then he gets hot. he realized earlier that he forgot to bring a bathing suit. so he went to the gift shop to buy shorts. and kim and i are laying there, and we look up and there he is. in these TINY shorts. he just went into the store and found the cheapest swim trunks. he brought them upstairs, ripped off the tag, and then realized that they were manufactured for children. rather than spending more money, he squeezed into them and rocked em like it was nobodys business. it was hilarious. that boy has a nice body, hes skinny but not as skinny as my boys usually are (am i maturing?), and he has this chest patch, which he regularly rocks in an open button down shirt. its kinda sexy in an ambigously gay kinda way. did i tell you about the ambiguously gay duo of justin and derek? im wondering how it turned out this way, how derek came back from chicago in january with this leopard print hairstyle that was awful. and kim and i made fun of constantly.. and then all the sudden we're going to vegas, and then we're hooking up, and.. and.. weird!
fuckin still no twon. i must depart i cannot endure this any longer. im going to watch friends tomorrow. i have to see what happens. i wasnt like a dedicated watcher or anything, but all the sudden i have this need to watch it and perhaps shed tears if rachel goes to paris bc she and ross.. well, they NEED to be together, ok? they do!
yah. bed for me. took the nyquil about half an hour ago, must cave into its desire to make me sleepy..
xoxoxo
i am compuslively clicking on my mailbox. i havent heard from twon in like 25 minutes. no good. i understand that a perfect circle is at his hotel tonight, and that he is mackin it to the roadies, but hey! i have needs! just checked again. nothin.
im going to bed in like 8 minutes. i neeeeed sleep, dont you understand? i have to get up at 1015 AGAIN. i could get like 6.5 hours sleep. that would be ok. especially bc i will have no one to talk to tomorrow night, and therefore will have free reign to go to bed whenever the fuck i please. perhaps i will sleep at 2 tomorrow. till 2. for twelve hours. yesssss. twelve hours... maybe 13. get up, watch classmates. shower.
still no email.
i think i should be taking medicine or vitamins or something to preempt this horribleness. maybe i will go to the DR tomorrow.
have i mentioned i NEED to go back to vegas? well, i do. roulette! roulette! atlantic city wont do. i have to seriously bring up driving to vegas/going back this summer CONSTANTLY to derek. im soo down for the road trip, but we have to be sober. which i think i might be against. though we could be way wrecked in vegas the whole time. stay somewhere cheap. YAY! YAY! vegas!! ill make a small fortune.
heyyyy i havent fallen in love yet. remember i was supposed to find love when i got back from taking the plane somewhere? motherfuckers! i really wanted to believe that it meant that shit would work out with the enigma. though she did say i was going to move. so perhaps the plane ride was just like the beginning. and i wont really find love till i am all moved. and perhaps the enigma is still in the running.
still no email.
maybe im going to fall in love with derek. wouldnt that be weird? yes! very weird! i dunno, he has really weak genes. he had two sisters that died in infancy, and he also grew up in a hospital. i kind of want to keep my infant mortality rates low. he also has serious alcoholic genes, and so do i, and i think we are both very compulsive and addictive.. and that could be a very VERY bad combination for offspring. i mean, i want them to have a chance to excel in life. they would be brilliant, beautiful children, but they would be fuck ups. and i would always feel responsible for mating with someone who did not balance out my negative traits.
i just remembered something about vegas that i forgot to throw in here. april 6: kim and i are sitting out by the pool. out comes derek in jeans and shoes, carrying his manuscript and wearing aviator glasses. he sits down on a beach chair, between the two of us, who are wearing bikinis.. and then he gets hot. he realized earlier that he forgot to bring a bathing suit. so he went to the gift shop to buy shorts. and kim and i are laying there, and we look up and there he is. in these TINY shorts. he just went into the store and found the cheapest swim trunks. he brought them upstairs, ripped off the tag, and then realized that they were manufactured for children. rather than spending more money, he squeezed into them and rocked em like it was nobodys business. it was hilarious. that boy has a nice body, hes skinny but not as skinny as my boys usually are (am i maturing?), and he has this chest patch, which he regularly rocks in an open button down shirt. its kinda sexy in an ambigously gay kinda way. did i tell you about the ambiguously gay duo of justin and derek? im wondering how it turned out this way, how derek came back from chicago in january with this leopard print hairstyle that was awful. and kim and i made fun of constantly.. and then all the sudden we're going to vegas, and then we're hooking up, and.. and.. weird!
fuckin still no twon. i must depart i cannot endure this any longer. im going to watch friends tomorrow. i have to see what happens. i wasnt like a dedicated watcher or anything, but all the sudden i have this need to watch it and perhaps shed tears if rachel goes to paris bc she and ross.. well, they NEED to be together, ok? they do!
yah. bed for me. took the nyquil about half an hour ago, must cave into its desire to make me sleepy..
xoxoxo
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