Laura talks in her sleep
Ahh..insomnia; it's a bit jarring to sleep for only two hours and then wake up from some sketchy nightmares. Well, in actuality, a montage of sketchy nightmares. Usually, I'd wake Laura up, but I'm waking her up later anyways to go to the airport to pick up Christina. And yes, the subject line is true...smitten randomly moans and says incoherent things in her sleep...most are in the form of questions, which are even more confusing.
So tomorrow is the first day of "realllll mardi gras"....when sobriety is put on hold until wednesday and i have allot of people coming in town that I can't wait to see. We've been to the parades and then out and about every night this week, but meh I haven't been my usual drunk belligerent self. It's sort of been a low key mardi gras for me; Celeste is all about propositioning tourists she thinks look like Ashton Kutcher, but I'm not feeling it. Maybe my libido's got some serious flaws in it, or maybe their skank vibes are coming across too loud and clear. Perhaps I'm just a guy snob. Anyways, I just end up sort of skeeved by all the guys surrounding me. It makes me miss the few guys I've actually been attracted to even more.
So here's another reason I can't sleep: Chri gets in at 10 this morning, and we're going for the ritual breakfast daiquiri right after. SO EXCITED. Not so much about the daiquiris, but Christina is straight up awesome, and ugh I miss her constant presence here. We'll probably get some boiled crawfish at TJs or somewhere skanktastic before going to the parades with allot of other people. I LOVE NOLA CRAWFISH. Seriously, it is the only thing that'll make me go to TJ's. I went last week with the Celequatay and Smits and all these NY girls were sort of squirming around and whining how it wasn't "natural" to eat "red spiders." Morons. They were ridiculous...and annoying.
This is random, but pretty pertinent for those who know me- funny how the past comes back, eh? I wonder if it'll be a rerun or a new season.
So tomorrow is the first day of "realllll mardi gras"....when sobriety is put on hold until wednesday and i have allot of people coming in town that I can't wait to see. We've been to the parades and then out and about every night this week, but meh I haven't been my usual drunk belligerent self. It's sort of been a low key mardi gras for me; Celeste is all about propositioning tourists she thinks look like Ashton Kutcher, but I'm not feeling it. Maybe my libido's got some serious flaws in it, or maybe their skank vibes are coming across too loud and clear. Perhaps I'm just a guy snob. Anyways, I just end up sort of skeeved by all the guys surrounding me. It makes me miss the few guys I've actually been attracted to even more.
So here's another reason I can't sleep: Chri gets in at 10 this morning, and we're going for the ritual breakfast daiquiri right after. SO EXCITED. Not so much about the daiquiris, but Christina is straight up awesome, and ugh I miss her constant presence here. We'll probably get some boiled crawfish at TJs or somewhere skanktastic before going to the parades with allot of other people. I LOVE NOLA CRAWFISH. Seriously, it is the only thing that'll make me go to TJ's. I went last week with the Celequatay and Smits and all these NY girls were sort of squirming around and whining how it wasn't "natural" to eat "red spiders." Morons. They were ridiculous...and annoying.
This is random, but pretty pertinent for those who know me- funny how the past comes back, eh? I wonder if it'll be a rerun or a new season.