ah, the reeling the swooning the gushing
yup. lord, i am smitten. i have this ridiculous smile glued to my face. cloud 9. etc. etc. such a good day. sunny. i was supposed to go drink wine with liam but he bailed. i was relieved. i feel no need for drunkeness. but i was finally up in time to get down to PEERS for the women's only candlelight CA meeting, and motherfuck, it was cancelled. that's the second time that's happened. 2 attemps, denied. i mean, i'm making an effort here, what's the deal? so i decided to fuck around downtown. so glad i did. haven't been around for a while, just lookin' here and there, y'know. bought handcuffs (half-price!), found out there's a new lost patrol record and a new fantomas record and cursed my lack of money, drank some tea and came upon an ad in the new monday magazine, an ad for a new piercing/clothing place that i had never heard of. wrote the address on my hand and told myself to stop in on my way home. finally, satisfied by the tea and glad at small adventures, i began my walk from downtown to this here library.
(as an aside, here's a library story. they have all these great sex books here, and every time i check them out i always end up having to go through this one checkout guy, 30ish, vaguely cute in a granola way, not my type but still. so this guy always catches me taking out all these sex books, but i never say anything or make a joke or anything cause i figure, it ain't no thing, we're adults. so it goes. then the other day i arrived to pick up a book that was waiting for me, with a title like 'pure sex' or something, tasteful, y'know. all is going well til he opens up the book to put the receipt in, opens it to a full page, full colour, full frontal picture of this couple, she's riding him with her back facing him, you're seeing everything, she looks... happy. there was no way to act casual, i had to burst out laughing. there was an old man behind me, totally unphased, who made a nonchalant comment about how he's too old to be tantalized by that stuff. this, i think, was my favourite library moment.)
anyway, back to my crush. so i stop in at this new place on my way home to find out what's up, and this girl says hi and stuff, i mention i saw the ad and she tells me it's her peircing business. already i'm lost in her eyes. i start questioning her about prices and other things, every second that passes finds me more smitten, she takes me in back to give me the run down on the procedure, and i can hardly contain my excitement. the girl knows her stuff. oh damn you poverty! anyway, i dunno, i didn't want to stop talking to her, i'm sure i was a tool but... eh she probably has forgotten about my existence, but mark my words, i will marry her. or at least attempt to ask her if i can take her out. i was virtually giddy after leaving there,
shit my session is about to log off....... fuck
(as an aside, here's a library story. they have all these great sex books here, and every time i check them out i always end up having to go through this one checkout guy, 30ish, vaguely cute in a granola way, not my type but still. so this guy always catches me taking out all these sex books, but i never say anything or make a joke or anything cause i figure, it ain't no thing, we're adults. so it goes. then the other day i arrived to pick up a book that was waiting for me, with a title like 'pure sex' or something, tasteful, y'know. all is going well til he opens up the book to put the receipt in, opens it to a full page, full colour, full frontal picture of this couple, she's riding him with her back facing him, you're seeing everything, she looks... happy. there was no way to act casual, i had to burst out laughing. there was an old man behind me, totally unphased, who made a nonchalant comment about how he's too old to be tantalized by that stuff. this, i think, was my favourite library moment.)
anyway, back to my crush. so i stop in at this new place on my way home to find out what's up, and this girl says hi and stuff, i mention i saw the ad and she tells me it's her peircing business. already i'm lost in her eyes. i start questioning her about prices and other things, every second that passes finds me more smitten, she takes me in back to give me the run down on the procedure, and i can hardly contain my excitement. the girl knows her stuff. oh damn you poverty! anyway, i dunno, i didn't want to stop talking to her, i'm sure i was a tool but... eh she probably has forgotten about my existence, but mark my words, i will marry her. or at least attempt to ask her if i can take her out. i was virtually giddy after leaving there,
shit my session is about to log off....... fuck