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i suspect that i am sadly fated to less-than-lukewarm pasta. meh :( anybody wana go see GLC in feb? lowl.
hmm so anyway last night was good. eventful. got home from school (argh!) and there was a lovely specimen on my bed (whaay!) so yeah that was fun. wrestled my housekey back off him and got in the shower - minus the boy, yeah on my own. i actually managed to be ready by the time the rent-in-laws pulled up outside. achievement. drove to the edinburger and had an uberdinner in das hard rock, sehr gut ja. birthday boy enjoyed his birthday dinner, we all got absolutey stuffed full, and Parents Lamby are much fun :)then the six of us piled in the car home, i had to sit on the Cman's knee all the way back to glasgow and the boy would just not behave. it got a bit risky, and like the bigbrother was not amused. aaaanyway back to our lovely city and to shiva's flat in denniston, she just moved in, noice digs *nods* uhuh. got changed and sorted the freak-of-nature hair-type-thing on my head, shiva wriggled into an ubergoth/pvc deathoutfit rar and we got a taxi to the solid rock just behid central. its the type of place i'd take my dad... yep thats a plan. went downstairs for a drink but by the time we got out i had 3 missed calls and two texts from lauren aka drunken dancerm who had given up on us and made her way into campus with whoever else was in there. so we went to the cathouse (craig took me into the overs - yey! but on one condtion, i was strictly forbidden from the unders from that point on...meh. never really enjoyed it anyway) so that was cool and after a few in ther me n bigC went up to sauchiehall street . yeah i walked it. in those boots. *pain*
uhm aye so we went into campus and it was packed full of people i knew, pretty freaky. the lauren, yes. spanish and michaelo with their awkward dancing and wandering natures.. and kyle. elaine and the gang of dancing ladies also. lee gray and the girlfriend. two kids i used to do the SYT with! i mean man it was wierd. overall i became a bit of a wandering dancer.. confuzzling to the brain but a good bit of fun methinks. made peace with the kylus - went straight up to him and give him a bigfathug jsut to annoy him, then i bought him a stella and went away. he came over to the hockey table and in his own weird little way tried to tell me we were cool. almost like an animalistic dance type thing: puts down his beer on the edge of the table, i move it away from the inevitable spilling, he points at himself, then points at me, then he kisses me on the cheek and then theres a big hug, i sort of made the "ok" sign at him and he was like with the "ok yeah" sign and then said "always" before pointing back and forth and okaying a bit more. that i did not take as an apology, but ill give him that embarrasing make up ritual. i heard from Pip that she'd taken him aside and had some words earlier in the night. oh, the hilarity. i wish i had seen his face.
after that it was all dance dance table bar woo dance and yeh, lots of fun. half the people disappeared and we stood in that jackets queue for welll longer than should be humanly possible. lauren got me chips when she was over seeing one of her men and we went to meet the bigbro plus girlfriend and some kids that had been in the garage at the famous "noooooodul baaaarrr!!" taxi back to shivas to get the stuff and have a munch and then me and Crawford came home to das peacock, made it back for around five. messed around for a while and then went to bed. this is the sad part. i really thought we were going to have sex.
Mister Sambucca was well drunken and so some fun went no further than some fun. he was feeling awful, after all the fucking alcohol and that god awful coffee he slopped in a cup to "sober up". i thought it would be best to go to sleep, to keep myself from feeling so damn weird. he hugged into me like always, and like always it was lovely going to sleep in his arms. then at like seven oclock he woke me up, turned me round and sleepy me was introduced to a feirce erection and oh my god i could tell he felt better. but guess what? no sex. he lead me on to fuck though and after god knows how long it was confession time. so now i know the deal. basically its like this, "the reason i dont want to have sex when im drunk is ive never had sex sober before, and i want it to be different with you" which explains it i guess. but i still wanted some fucking cock. godsake. thsi isnt like me thought and thats the strange hing. im just getting frustrated. i mean i start the pill this month and how many times have we almost got there and then not. if its not one thing then its the other. i mean when we first started fooling around i kid you not i can pinpoint the night that i had the best sex of my life and it wasnt even actual sex. god knows he tries and he is amazing but i just feel like the longer it takes us to get THERE... well i dunno. i just want him so fucking bad and its.not.fair.
anyway rant over, overall it was an awesome night and much fun had yes. worth being £toomuch indebted to the mother for. just had a call from the drunken dancer asking if ill head out tonight so if i can stay awake, get some work done and find something to wear it looks do-able. i think perhaps i need to die slightly, then maybe it will all be okaaaaay!
so with that, i say ciao bellas and much, much love xxxx
hmm so anyway last night was good. eventful. got home from school (argh!) and there was a lovely specimen on my bed (whaay!) so yeah that was fun. wrestled my housekey back off him and got in the shower - minus the boy, yeah on my own. i actually managed to be ready by the time the rent-in-laws pulled up outside. achievement. drove to the edinburger and had an uberdinner in das hard rock, sehr gut ja. birthday boy enjoyed his birthday dinner, we all got absolutey stuffed full, and Parents Lamby are much fun :)then the six of us piled in the car home, i had to sit on the Cman's knee all the way back to glasgow and the boy would just not behave. it got a bit risky, and like the bigbrother was not amused. aaaanyway back to our lovely city and to shiva's flat in denniston, she just moved in, noice digs *nods* uhuh. got changed and sorted the freak-of-nature hair-type-thing on my head, shiva wriggled into an ubergoth/pvc deathoutfit rar and we got a taxi to the solid rock just behid central. its the type of place i'd take my dad... yep thats a plan. went downstairs for a drink but by the time we got out i had 3 missed calls and two texts from lauren aka drunken dancerm who had given up on us and made her way into campus with whoever else was in there. so we went to the cathouse (craig took me into the overs - yey! but on one condtion, i was strictly forbidden from the unders from that point on...meh. never really enjoyed it anyway) so that was cool and after a few in ther me n bigC went up to sauchiehall street . yeah i walked it. in those boots. *pain*
uhm aye so we went into campus and it was packed full of people i knew, pretty freaky. the lauren, yes. spanish and michaelo with their awkward dancing and wandering natures.. and kyle. elaine and the gang of dancing ladies also. lee gray and the girlfriend. two kids i used to do the SYT with! i mean man it was wierd. overall i became a bit of a wandering dancer.. confuzzling to the brain but a good bit of fun methinks. made peace with the kylus - went straight up to him and give him a bigfathug jsut to annoy him, then i bought him a stella and went away. he came over to the hockey table and in his own weird little way tried to tell me we were cool. almost like an animalistic dance type thing: puts down his beer on the edge of the table, i move it away from the inevitable spilling, he points at himself, then points at me, then he kisses me on the cheek and then theres a big hug, i sort of made the "ok" sign at him and he was like with the "ok yeah" sign and then said "always" before pointing back and forth and okaying a bit more. that i did not take as an apology, but ill give him that embarrasing make up ritual. i heard from Pip that she'd taken him aside and had some words earlier in the night. oh, the hilarity. i wish i had seen his face.
after that it was all dance dance table bar woo dance and yeh, lots of fun. half the people disappeared and we stood in that jackets queue for welll longer than should be humanly possible. lauren got me chips when she was over seeing one of her men and we went to meet the bigbro plus girlfriend and some kids that had been in the garage at the famous "noooooodul baaaarrr!!" taxi back to shivas to get the stuff and have a munch and then me and Crawford came home to das peacock, made it back for around five. messed around for a while and then went to bed. this is the sad part. i really thought we were going to have sex.
Mister Sambucca was well drunken and so some fun went no further than some fun. he was feeling awful, after all the fucking alcohol and that god awful coffee he slopped in a cup to "sober up". i thought it would be best to go to sleep, to keep myself from feeling so damn weird. he hugged into me like always, and like always it was lovely going to sleep in his arms. then at like seven oclock he woke me up, turned me round and sleepy me was introduced to a feirce erection and oh my god i could tell he felt better. but guess what? no sex. he lead me on to fuck though and after god knows how long it was confession time. so now i know the deal. basically its like this, "the reason i dont want to have sex when im drunk is ive never had sex sober before, and i want it to be different with you" which explains it i guess. but i still wanted some fucking cock. godsake. thsi isnt like me thought and thats the strange hing. im just getting frustrated. i mean i start the pill this month and how many times have we almost got there and then not. if its not one thing then its the other. i mean when we first started fooling around i kid you not i can pinpoint the night that i had the best sex of my life and it wasnt even actual sex. god knows he tries and he is amazing but i just feel like the longer it takes us to get THERE... well i dunno. i just want him so fucking bad and its.not.fair.
anyway rant over, overall it was an awesome night and much fun had yes. worth being £toomuch indebted to the mother for. just had a call from the drunken dancer asking if ill head out tonight so if i can stay awake, get some work done and find something to wear it looks do-able. i think perhaps i need to die slightly, then maybe it will all be okaaaaay!
so with that, i say ciao bellas and much, much love xxxx