Pay no attention to the man behind the Iron Curtain
JW has a board game called Ideology, which involves taking over the world. For some reason, I always seem to draw Fascism as a starting position. Deutschland über alles!
JW also, as best as I can tell, has a riproaring crush on me. I told Squire that I didn't want to live in a house where I'd shagged every one of my flatmates and she said, "Why not?" She and Fractal and I are far too much alike, sometimes. Mostly, I just want to keep the Rock DJ from figuring it out because he will tease JW unmercifully. And the Rock DJ can be quite cruel, unintentionally, when he forgets to have mercy.
Anyway. I was going to get up at 7am today and get some things done before leaving for university. Instead, I woke up at 6.30, insanely horny (coincidentally, shortly after I woke up, the Rock DJ snuck into the bathroom to wank -- or that's my best guess as to what he was doing given the noises, his unusual attempts at stealthiness, and a few other hints), masturbated like whoa, fell asleep again just before I was supposed to leave the house, and finally got up at 11.30...
I was supposed to meet a friend for coffee at eleven, but I did manage to send him the 'shit I slept in' message at about that time.
So, I've missed my two-hour morning lecture, and have no other reason to go out to university today besides tinkering with social politics. I think I will go into town, buy juggling balls and maybe some nice jeans, chicken soup for tonight's casserole and maybe some more cheese.
Did I mention insanely horny? See...okay. For some inexplicable reason, I willingly take drugs that alter my brain chemistry. It was fine the last couple of times when I knew they weren't doing a damn thing for me, but this time they are actually working. It freaks me the fuck out. They change how I think and feel. But, for a day or two every month, I still get to be completely . fucking . insane.
I don't know whether I am more likely to spontaneously orgasm from standing too close to a bass speaker, or burst into tears because, I don't know, there was a duck looking sad somewhere.
Aw...I want a duckling.
I have to take my drugs today because I know that by tomorrow I will have forgotten why I was so unnerved. But, my god, insane levels of paranoia! Angsty lust! The uncontrollable craving for red meat! Yep...it's the Hormone Rollercoaster of Anal Justice.
...They change my brain, people. It's creepy. I have to go take one now because I forgot it last night. I just wanna sit here and twitch some more. *whimper*
Okay. Pill, town. Juggling balls will make me feel better. Squire and I are going to juggle tonight, and make fun of each other. It will be awesome.
Girlthing 2.0 is sick. Last time she was sick, I sent her a get well card in the post and she went all 'awwwwww', because, the post! I totally can't focus right now because my hormones are all over the place and I am INSANE with it but, but, I was thinking something. Yeah! I will call Girlthing 2.0, later, when she's not napping, and cheer her up.
I am so fucking jittery right now. Yeesh.
JW also, as best as I can tell, has a riproaring crush on me. I told Squire that I didn't want to live in a house where I'd shagged every one of my flatmates and she said, "Why not?" She and Fractal and I are far too much alike, sometimes. Mostly, I just want to keep the Rock DJ from figuring it out because he will tease JW unmercifully. And the Rock DJ can be quite cruel, unintentionally, when he forgets to have mercy.
Anyway. I was going to get up at 7am today and get some things done before leaving for university. Instead, I woke up at 6.30, insanely horny (coincidentally, shortly after I woke up, the Rock DJ snuck into the bathroom to wank -- or that's my best guess as to what he was doing given the noises, his unusual attempts at stealthiness, and a few other hints), masturbated like whoa, fell asleep again just before I was supposed to leave the house, and finally got up at 11.30...
I was supposed to meet a friend for coffee at eleven, but I did manage to send him the 'shit I slept in' message at about that time.
So, I've missed my two-hour morning lecture, and have no other reason to go out to university today besides tinkering with social politics. I think I will go into town, buy juggling balls and maybe some nice jeans, chicken soup for tonight's casserole and maybe some more cheese.
Did I mention insanely horny? See...okay. For some inexplicable reason, I willingly take drugs that alter my brain chemistry. It was fine the last couple of times when I knew they weren't doing a damn thing for me, but this time they are actually working. It freaks me the fuck out. They change how I think and feel. But, for a day or two every month, I still get to be completely . fucking . insane.
I don't know whether I am more likely to spontaneously orgasm from standing too close to a bass speaker, or burst into tears because, I don't know, there was a duck looking sad somewhere.
Aw...I want a duckling.
I have to take my drugs today because I know that by tomorrow I will have forgotten why I was so unnerved. But, my god, insane levels of paranoia! Angsty lust! The uncontrollable craving for red meat! Yep...it's the Hormone Rollercoaster of Anal Justice.
...They change my brain, people. It's creepy. I have to go take one now because I forgot it last night. I just wanna sit here and twitch some more. *whimper*
Okay. Pill, town. Juggling balls will make me feel better. Squire and I are going to juggle tonight, and make fun of each other. It will be awesome.
Girlthing 2.0 is sick. Last time she was sick, I sent her a get well card in the post and she went all 'awwwwww', because, the post! I totally can't focus right now because my hormones are all over the place and I am INSANE with it but, but, I was thinking something. Yeah! I will call Girlthing 2.0, later, when she's not napping, and cheer her up.
I am so fucking jittery right now. Yeesh.