get fucked up
oh my goodness.
went to visit my carolina girls last night, shit was epic. got to fondle and be fondled, by both sexes! no one got shot in the eye though. probably for the best.
i got a good buzz goin' (yay rum&coke and amaretto sours) and was having a good time innocently socialising when i was suddenly requested by a drunk boy i barely knew to "get a condom and sit on it" with absolutely no prior lead-in or indicator that he was trying to get his D wet.. and he persisted in asking again in every variation possible for the next half hour, until he passed out on the toilet with his pants around his ankles. needless to say, he didn't get anywhere other than carried to the couch where he remained until about eleven this morning, and then had to be told what he'd done the night before. love those moments.
am getting hard-pressed for money, and since my efforts to apply for legitsies employment have thus far been futile, i signed on with a text-chat service in which i will be playing female characters and flirty/dirty texting (through my computer thank goodness) with random men in the UK. my orientation is tomorrow at 9am on MSN messenger hahah. can't wait to see what kinda weird shit i get into. have to study the manual, and i'm expected to have a general knowledge of UK slang and cities and whatnot. we'll see how that goes, i probably couldn't recite all fifty of the states in my own country, much less foreign ones.
lordy. never a dull moment.
went to visit my carolina girls last night, shit was epic. got to fondle and be fondled, by both sexes! no one got shot in the eye though. probably for the best.
i got a good buzz goin' (yay rum&coke and amaretto sours) and was having a good time innocently socialising when i was suddenly requested by a drunk boy i barely knew to "get a condom and sit on it" with absolutely no prior lead-in or indicator that he was trying to get his D wet.. and he persisted in asking again in every variation possible for the next half hour, until he passed out on the toilet with his pants around his ankles. needless to say, he didn't get anywhere other than carried to the couch where he remained until about eleven this morning, and then had to be told what he'd done the night before. love those moments.
am getting hard-pressed for money, and since my efforts to apply for legitsies employment have thus far been futile, i signed on with a text-chat service in which i will be playing female characters and flirty/dirty texting (through my computer thank goodness) with random men in the UK. my orientation is tomorrow at 9am on MSN messenger hahah. can't wait to see what kinda weird shit i get into. have to study the manual, and i'm expected to have a general knowledge of UK slang and cities and whatnot. we'll see how that goes, i probably couldn't recite all fifty of the states in my own country, much less foreign ones.
lordy. never a dull moment.