Feb 17, 2006 17:36
My birthday was Monday. Good time. I did work.
Valentines Day sucked. It always does. Jeff Dominick and I came up with a theory as to why over beer on Kleeb's balcony; I call it the Comstock-Dominick Theory. Valentines Day sucks because you are either: A) Alone and this is the only day you really know it. Or B) You are forced to spend an extortionate amount of money to have sex with someone that you would be sleeping with for free any other day.
It’s a shitty holiday and it always overshadows my birthday.
THON is this weekend. I'll be there 21 of the 48 hours. The rest will be spent doing work. Shit.
Six weeks until opening day!
Remember the girl I made out with from my last entry? Well she has a boyfriend now, as far as I know, since Valentines Day. Well I heard she's nut so I won't have to wrestle with it anymore. Let someone else handle that shit. Well at least she wanted it when it happened. She stepped into it. I've realized that there are several factors involved in a kiss. A woman who wants it to happen will step into it, move their head just so, and most importantly, kiss back.
I got to get laid.
Later