if stupidity was contagious
ah i just got home from a yet another LUSH event - even if i only left at 1am...had a couple of drinks, got felt up by a stranger and will now, in my slightly drunken state, try to rearrange the two bodies who could not make their journey home. Funny how your friends and ex lovers just become your family when you all had too much to drink and can’t stand straight anymore. *sigh*
I'm seeing O (the cello girl) a bit later on, thinking of taking her to watch shortbus, but the more i read the review the more worried i become - i'm sure i'd like the film, but isn't it a bit risky for couply stuff? ah shit i don't know...she likes knifeplay, what will a domanatrix and a sexually confused artist do to her already warped perception of the older woman she's dating, poor girl…she has no idea what she’s getting herself into.
I woke up at 1pm this afternoon with a neighbor slicing through some wooden object in his backyard with an grinder or something of the sort. My brother mumbles and pinches my toes…we ran out of coffee and I forgot to buy some on the way home the previous evening.
“Hey…what’s up? Oi! Don’t pull the duvet…told you.”
“Ah shit…why do you have to sleep naked? My fucking eyes.”
I sigh, rub my head and look at the alarm, he stands, hands folded over his chest, back turned towards me in obvious embarrassment.
“Well, at least you saw some tits…” I pull on a shirt and pants while he shakes his head from side to side, “so why you here?”
“There’s no coffee…or is it in your bag?”
“I forgot…shit.”
Friends call while I run around the house, making some sort of edible breakfast, my jeans keep on loosing their fit around my hips and I know it wont be long before this pair falls off my ass as well. I drive around all afternoon, buying sake, cigarettes and cooking once more…dinner time has come and gone and the coffee had been secured. A comes to visit, drinking hot chocolate and rubbing up against me every chance she gets, we fool around and she leaves after about an hour. 10pm has arrived and so has LUSH. I didn’t want to drive with A, so I sit around a while, chatting to a friend before the itch to dance gets the better of me and I take the keys from the penholder I toss them in.
“You showed up! Yay more spoon for me!!!!”
“Ah, cool, want a drink?”
“Sure, but you two aren’t driving the way you look now…”
Slightly after 3am I’m home again accompanied by two drunken woman, both previous conquests…they’re tired and coming down from the drunken buzz they were on. As I’m typing this they are mumbling in their sleep next to me where I’m suppose to be sleeping…it reminds me of our days together in college…guess the couch will have to do for tonight. *stretches*