Post Op
I got my balls chopped yesterday!
No, I'm kidding, but I did have surgery in that region. Nothing serious. It went surprisingly well, and all is well in my crotch. Wanna see the scar?
I totally got aroused during the surgery. Dr. Generic like rested his hand on it--what did you expect!?
My mom and her boyfriend came down for moral support or what have you, which was cool. I showed them around Philly, we ate, drank, and were merry. I had a nice time.
So now I'm gonna enjoy my two-day vacation. I took all of next week off, school starts. You know, since I was deprived of yet another summer while my friends were on fucking TV shows and hooking up with Brazilian men and shopping in New York, yea I was working. That's all I did. I think the highlight was seeing Farenheit 9/11--which was fucking amazing--but the highlight of your summer should definitely not be seeing a political documentary. There were some fun moments; fun drunken moments. There was Netflix. There was good music. There was sex--good and bad, but it definitely happened. Gil and I have had some interesting convos. Xavier and Mike and Shaun have been a blast. Most importantly Fran came home, I'm really glad she's back. Oohh, Jon and I went shopping for t-shirt making supplies the other day, we both have all of these ideas brewing, it was such a date (but not). I hate boys. Yea, I became more bitter (if that's humanly possible) over the summer, it was easy. Oh, and I got a raise for hating my job, they want to trap me. I'm looking into some really great prospective jobs though and I'm designing a newsletter for one of Nicole Cashman's clients. School starts next week and things aren't looking so bad.
P.S. There's no scar ;)
Oh, and Jessica Simpson and Casey were shopping on Walnut St last week, I missed them.
Gravy Train tomorrow night!!!!
P.P.S. I officially hate Britney Spears.
No, I'm kidding, but I did have surgery in that region. Nothing serious. It went surprisingly well, and all is well in my crotch. Wanna see the scar?
I totally got aroused during the surgery. Dr. Generic like rested his hand on it--what did you expect!?
My mom and her boyfriend came down for moral support or what have you, which was cool. I showed them around Philly, we ate, drank, and were merry. I had a nice time.
So now I'm gonna enjoy my two-day vacation. I took all of next week off, school starts. You know, since I was deprived of yet another summer while my friends were on fucking TV shows and hooking up with Brazilian men and shopping in New York, yea I was working. That's all I did. I think the highlight was seeing Farenheit 9/11--which was fucking amazing--but the highlight of your summer should definitely not be seeing a political documentary. There were some fun moments; fun drunken moments. There was Netflix. There was good music. There was sex--good and bad, but it definitely happened. Gil and I have had some interesting convos. Xavier and Mike and Shaun have been a blast. Most importantly Fran came home, I'm really glad she's back. Oohh, Jon and I went shopping for t-shirt making supplies the other day, we both have all of these ideas brewing, it was such a date (but not). I hate boys. Yea, I became more bitter (if that's humanly possible) over the summer, it was easy. Oh, and I got a raise for hating my job, they want to trap me. I'm looking into some really great prospective jobs though and I'm designing a newsletter for one of Nicole Cashman's clients. School starts next week and things aren't looking so bad.
P.S. There's no scar ;)
Oh, and Jessica Simpson and Casey were shopping on Walnut St last week, I missed them.
Gravy Train tomorrow night!!!!
P.P.S. I officially hate Britney Spears.