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I missed you, Internets! I've been staying at Charles's place since he was out of town and asked me to semi-house sit. And since Patrick's also out of town on vacation with his dad, I've been staying at Charles's since Thursday (talk about saving an hour of commute to work every day). He came back totay (finally!), and barely a foot into his apartment, he gushed how clean it was. I swear there was nothing to do at his place except cleaning.
So, in honor of his being back home, we went out for coffee with some friends and then cruised the bars for an hour or three. Fucking dykes, though, man. I swear! It used to be that I was the only girl (or one in a very few - and those were mostly fag hags, like myself) in those places, and I don't know what happened, but now they're everywhere. I know you kissed a girl, and I bet y'all liked it, but please simmer it down when my favorite song is on, okay? Jesus! There was a red shirt guy (Cody, his friends called him) and bald guy by the tree (both extremly gorgeous, and complete strangers to each other), and Charles and I just sat on the balcony and watched those two guys, and made up random stories about them. It was fabulous!
It's three am, and I haven't watched six episodes of my favorite German soap, plus SGA from Friday. Eh, maybe after I get some sleep.
Also, with no good cable at Charles's, I ended up watching Alexandre Dumas's The Three Musketeers. With Gene Kelly! I haven't seen it since I was a teenager, and it's just as fantastic as I remembered.
So, in honor of his being back home, we went out for coffee with some friends and then cruised the bars for an hour or three. Fucking dykes, though, man. I swear! It used to be that I was the only girl (or one in a very few - and those were mostly fag hags, like myself) in those places, and I don't know what happened, but now they're everywhere. I know you kissed a girl, and I bet y'all liked it, but please simmer it down when my favorite song is on, okay? Jesus! There was a red shirt guy (Cody, his friends called him) and bald guy by the tree (both extremly gorgeous, and complete strangers to each other), and Charles and I just sat on the balcony and watched those two guys, and made up random stories about them. It was fabulous!
It's three am, and I haven't watched six episodes of my favorite German soap, plus SGA from Friday. Eh, maybe after I get some sleep.
Also, with no good cable at Charles's, I ended up watching Alexandre Dumas's The Three Musketeers. With Gene Kelly! I haven't seen it since I was a teenager, and it's just as fantastic as I remembered.