i've been a temptress for too long
well well well, it's that time again. i had four of my five classes today, and there is someone i know in every single one i have this semester. it's cool, but then kind of annoying. especially mike davidson being in my evolutionary biology class, but i probably won't be talking to him at all. besides, my professor Dr. Patrick Nosil is fucking hot so there will be plenty to pay attention to. my dance class is also going to rock, because my teacher is incredibly passionate and wild. under the first day, the syllabus said "dance party" and that's exactly what happened. i'm not sure how my philosophy of religion class will turn out. all i know is i already almost fell asleep even though my professor seems pretty cool and it's actually probably going to be pretty interesting.
i think i'm still tired from my last fun weekend before school. san francisco was a blast, of course, but really i would have been anywhere if Ian was there. i like him, i do. not too much though. his family just moved to Half Moon Bay, about five blocks from the beach. and speaking of the beach, i brought the sun with me so we had to go and take a nap. but really what we did was hang out for four hours and have sex under a blanket near some people. :) absolutely wonderful. his step father Ken rathered we didn't sleep in the same bed, even though we're dancers. so i slept on the couch except between the hours of midnight and six, when i was, sneakily, in Ian's bed. saturday we met his friend and his friend's friend in the city after much confusion and visited Haight-Ashbury so i could get some weed suckas. and i did.
i got in to Denver at midnight, and my awesome brother picked me up and took me to the Good Vibes House so i could get my blues on. Amos and i passed out on the couch around 4 and snuggled hardcore all night. i woke up several times, sweating, but he is absolutely wonderful to snuggle. luckily, i was still downtown when Patty called, so i tramped up to Littleton and my loveliest love in the world met me at noodles because i was a hungry person. we went to Aparna's house, where they are camping out in the basement, and was pleasantly surprised by the presence of a certain brother. who i'm still going to marry. then us beautiful girls plus a beautifl Ali went to Starbucks for sweet drinks and chatty time. all of a sudden it was five o'clock and i had to go home to Boulder before i collapsed. my Union Station was full of people from the Rockies game and people waiting for a train to depart for Chicago, but the familiar smell still made me endlessly happy. i finally stumbled through my door at 8:30.
this is me trying not to think of Ian almost constantly and feeling pretty pooped. loves loves loves to all.
i think i'm still tired from my last fun weekend before school. san francisco was a blast, of course, but really i would have been anywhere if Ian was there. i like him, i do. not too much though. his family just moved to Half Moon Bay, about five blocks from the beach. and speaking of the beach, i brought the sun with me so we had to go and take a nap. but really what we did was hang out for four hours and have sex under a blanket near some people. :) absolutely wonderful. his step father Ken rathered we didn't sleep in the same bed, even though we're dancers. so i slept on the couch except between the hours of midnight and six, when i was, sneakily, in Ian's bed. saturday we met his friend and his friend's friend in the city after much confusion and visited Haight-Ashbury so i could get some weed suckas. and i did.
i got in to Denver at midnight, and my awesome brother picked me up and took me to the Good Vibes House so i could get my blues on. Amos and i passed out on the couch around 4 and snuggled hardcore all night. i woke up several times, sweating, but he is absolutely wonderful to snuggle. luckily, i was still downtown when Patty called, so i tramped up to Littleton and my loveliest love in the world met me at noodles because i was a hungry person. we went to Aparna's house, where they are camping out in the basement, and was pleasantly surprised by the presence of a certain brother. who i'm still going to marry. then us beautiful girls plus a beautifl Ali went to Starbucks for sweet drinks and chatty time. all of a sudden it was five o'clock and i had to go home to Boulder before i collapsed. my Union Station was full of people from the Rockies game and people waiting for a train to depart for Chicago, but the familiar smell still made me endlessly happy. i finally stumbled through my door at 8:30.
this is me trying not to think of Ian almost constantly and feeling pretty pooped. loves loves loves to all.