friday
sooo... here i am.
at the office, bill's passed out in the studio occassionally hacking.
ugh.
the phone just rang... i went to hand it to bill and the little fucking dog ate my chicken that was on the table!!!
fuck.
so anyways.
last night was so strange, i saw laura who was home just for the night before heading off to LA and CO... she brought me back another pope box from Italy, this one it leather and looks like a little book, cute.
i must break up with the boy that i've been seeing for the past few weeks. he's not for me. he's smart, ambitious, caring i guess... but he never really gets into me. never asks about what i'm up to. never says my name... he gives me advice on what to eat, how to save money, how to be healthy and whatever... i'm a drug abuser. that's a fact. i take pills and drink 40's to make sure they stay down there. i smoke weed before important events and non important events. and if offered, i'd try most any drug. it's fun, interesting... and i like to take it to the limit.... as a youth, i stayed pretty much clean. it was by association mostly but in retrospect... i was able to decide what works and doesn't work for me conciously...
as a begginer in the adult world... i've been excited to think in alternate states of mind... i fucking love to eat tons of mushrooms and see stars.
this boy just doesn't get it. his idea of drug and shit were based on a 16 year old extreemer in virginia.
plus he's vegetatrian... sick... that's cool if your a bunny.... but i'm not livin on the playboy ranch, now am i?
AND... my favorite booty call who has been sending me major emails called for me last night....
after a while of not returning his calls and writing very open letters in response to his, i think we are making great strides in our relationship.
he called because he's still attracted to me... he admitted that our connection is more than sex... he's the one opening that door.
problem is, his new lady friend. i told him i'd make it easy and say "no" to comming over and doing it.
i told him that when he's fallen out of this new relationship he should come around... the future is easy as well.
he said he was still trying to battle his urges, like calling a girl who isn't his girlfriend to have amazing sex.
thank god i saved him from some trouble... and it gives me complete upper hand because i turned his offer down... but still left it open.
very open conversation... we really are doing something interesting here.
i'm gonna check my space and then finish a few drawings before going home.
oh life... it sure is funny.
OH 1 year ago this week i met Jon. (otherwise known as Yawn) what amazing sex we had.... damn. the most connected love making i ever had...
god i loved him... too bad an ocean separates us now... and my lack of calling him... i never can get the international numbers right.
later!
at the office, bill's passed out in the studio occassionally hacking.
ugh.
the phone just rang... i went to hand it to bill and the little fucking dog ate my chicken that was on the table!!!
fuck.
so anyways.
last night was so strange, i saw laura who was home just for the night before heading off to LA and CO... she brought me back another pope box from Italy, this one it leather and looks like a little book, cute.
i must break up with the boy that i've been seeing for the past few weeks. he's not for me. he's smart, ambitious, caring i guess... but he never really gets into me. never asks about what i'm up to. never says my name... he gives me advice on what to eat, how to save money, how to be healthy and whatever... i'm a drug abuser. that's a fact. i take pills and drink 40's to make sure they stay down there. i smoke weed before important events and non important events. and if offered, i'd try most any drug. it's fun, interesting... and i like to take it to the limit.... as a youth, i stayed pretty much clean. it was by association mostly but in retrospect... i was able to decide what works and doesn't work for me conciously...
as a begginer in the adult world... i've been excited to think in alternate states of mind... i fucking love to eat tons of mushrooms and see stars.
this boy just doesn't get it. his idea of drug and shit were based on a 16 year old extreemer in virginia.
plus he's vegetatrian... sick... that's cool if your a bunny.... but i'm not livin on the playboy ranch, now am i?
AND... my favorite booty call who has been sending me major emails called for me last night....
after a while of not returning his calls and writing very open letters in response to his, i think we are making great strides in our relationship.
he called because he's still attracted to me... he admitted that our connection is more than sex... he's the one opening that door.
problem is, his new lady friend. i told him i'd make it easy and say "no" to comming over and doing it.
i told him that when he's fallen out of this new relationship he should come around... the future is easy as well.
he said he was still trying to battle his urges, like calling a girl who isn't his girlfriend to have amazing sex.
thank god i saved him from some trouble... and it gives me complete upper hand because i turned his offer down... but still left it open.
very open conversation... we really are doing something interesting here.
i'm gonna check my space and then finish a few drawings before going home.
oh life... it sure is funny.
OH 1 year ago this week i met Jon. (otherwise known as Yawn) what amazing sex we had.... damn. the most connected love making i ever had...
god i loved him... too bad an ocean separates us now... and my lack of calling him... i never can get the international numbers right.
later!