She got your head fucked up from the way she did it
So I went to bed around 5:00 after spending many, many hours with Steph, Danny, and my Steviekins. Most of the night was just me and Steph, but after a while we all went to Danny's house. Steph and I did kava, but sadly it didn't affect either of us more than just the tiniest bit, and it was a total waste of $4.50. Kava, however, is definitely my favorite new thing. Its effects don't last as long as alcohol's, but in a way they're more exciting. It's kind of like pot, from what I can remember from that one time I was in that Pei room with three people smoking it. You just feel really mellow. Everything is cool, and things look sharper and have more definition. Hip-hop music just gets better than it already is. Unfortunately, the only kava bar I've ever come across is that one in a little, sketchy corner of Boca Raton. I did a Yellow Pages search for kava bars in the Sarasota area, but there was nothing. Couldn't even find one in Florida. Anyway, it sucks that my new favorite substance, while being a completely legal, natural, safe, dirt-tasting root, is seemingly only available in one place.
After sleeping for an hour and a half, I got up to administer Foxy's insulin injection. He wasn't responding to the one-unit dose, so I called the vet and he told me to raise it to two units in the morning and one in the evening. I've managed to test his urine both yesterday and today, when I started giving him the dose, and it's still high. But, unfortunately he peed too early after being given the injection, so that could be why it seems not to be working. There's also the possibility that he's not responding to this type of insulin and we'll have to try a different brand. He's such a good boy, though. He hated taking his pill, but when you wave the needle, he comes running. I wonder if that means it's at least making him feel a little better, and he's now associating the needle with that.
I got up again at almost exactly noon. This summer, no one being home, I've gotten into the habit of not wearing pants to bed. This is important to note because when I opened my door and strolled into the living room, I was horrified to look out onto the patio and see people using my pool. Not only was I partially naked, but HOLY FUCK, WHO ARE YOU? I fled, but then remembered that Chip had told me he'd given the neighbors and their little daughter permission to use the pool, and not to be surprised if I came home one day to find them there. Wow, talk about awkward. "Hi James! I'm not wearing any pants! Good morning!"
I've also noticed that my wardrobe is slowly changing. My second year I was definitely heavy into the flowy skirt thing, but last year I started doing more of the baggy pants thing. This summer I bought the most awesome pair of cammo pant-things ever and have been wearing them all the time. They make me feel so cool, heheh. I want to go on one more shopping spree before school starts. I want to buy mostly chill, baggy stuff, maybe a skirt or two, and then something sexy. "Sexy" could mean just a nice little dress, but it could also mean something naughtier. Steph and I went Victoria's Secret shopping last week and I've been kind of inspired since then to own something sexy ... you know, in the event that something were to happen in my non-existent sex life. I suppose I could always just wear it for myself, but I'm not that much of a narcissist that it would actually be a turn-on.
Hmm. What else? Oh, yesterday I just randomly decided to update all of my WoW mods. I re-created Yrsinia on TB (kept the 'e' out, though), then made a blood elf huntress by the name of Vaniah. She's dark-skinned with sexy, long black hair. I tried to make her as exotic-looking as possible. She looks a little like Xena, actually. And I got the name from one of the women I worked with at camp, Vania. Sadly, I had to add the 'h' because someone else had already taken the original spelling. I'll probably amuse myself with her for a little while, then eventually go back to Gennevrah. I'm still not feeling that overwhelming desire to play, though. I just can't believe I was WoW-free for two months. I'll probably get back into it, especially when school starts up again and I have to do something to avoid my godforsaken thesis. I really miss wanting to play WoW, and having it be a near spiritual experience, so I wouldn't mind getting back into it at all. The upcoming expansion might help, too. Fuck you, Lich King.
I write long entries, don't I? Heheh. Anyway, let me close by one again reiterating how badly I want a lady. Steph and Stevie last night were talking about their menfolk and I was thinking all the while about how I'm not only a seriously horny little fuck at this point, but that I'm going to explode if I can't get it out soon. But you know what's dawning on me more and more? I don't actually want a relationship. I swear to God, this entire summer the feeling that I want something extremely casual has been growing. I want to be great friends with someone, find them very attractive, and have ridiculous amounts of sex with them. And by "friends" I mean just that: the ideal "buddy" relationship that everyone's supposed to have with their S.O. But as far as commitment is concerned ... well, I feel like it's nearly a fact that all relationships (or 99.8% of them) will end badly. Things about that person always start bothering you that didn't at first, and things about you bother them. Bitterness and worry creep in, there are a number of explosions of varying degrees, one or both of you decides the thing should end, and it does. I swear to God, I really do think those feelings are inevitable and the only way to keep them from happening is to not actually be "together." Find a friend you think is hot and just sleep with them. Seriously. This has been my great, possibly kava-induced revelation of the summer. So ladies, with Stef it's love and sex only. There can be love without commitment (think "friends") and there can certainly be great, affectionate sex without it, too.
I think.
Anyway. It's time for Vaniah. I may try to get her Humar. I don't mean to copy you, Ana, but after you mentioned him I saw Vaniah in my mind's eye, being a dark, sexy, wildwoman running through the Barrens with an equally dark, ferocious beast. I just want to deck her out and make her as sexy as possible. Maybe even RP just the tiniest bit.
PS: G301, BABY, YEAH.
--Stef, who, for once, is not going to have a shitty living-arrangement
After sleeping for an hour and a half, I got up to administer Foxy's insulin injection. He wasn't responding to the one-unit dose, so I called the vet and he told me to raise it to two units in the morning and one in the evening. I've managed to test his urine both yesterday and today, when I started giving him the dose, and it's still high. But, unfortunately he peed too early after being given the injection, so that could be why it seems not to be working. There's also the possibility that he's not responding to this type of insulin and we'll have to try a different brand. He's such a good boy, though. He hated taking his pill, but when you wave the needle, he comes running. I wonder if that means it's at least making him feel a little better, and he's now associating the needle with that.
I got up again at almost exactly noon. This summer, no one being home, I've gotten into the habit of not wearing pants to bed. This is important to note because when I opened my door and strolled into the living room, I was horrified to look out onto the patio and see people using my pool. Not only was I partially naked, but HOLY FUCK, WHO ARE YOU? I fled, but then remembered that Chip had told me he'd given the neighbors and their little daughter permission to use the pool, and not to be surprised if I came home one day to find them there. Wow, talk about awkward. "Hi James! I'm not wearing any pants! Good morning!"
I've also noticed that my wardrobe is slowly changing. My second year I was definitely heavy into the flowy skirt thing, but last year I started doing more of the baggy pants thing. This summer I bought the most awesome pair of cammo pant-things ever and have been wearing them all the time. They make me feel so cool, heheh. I want to go on one more shopping spree before school starts. I want to buy mostly chill, baggy stuff, maybe a skirt or two, and then something sexy. "Sexy" could mean just a nice little dress, but it could also mean something naughtier. Steph and I went Victoria's Secret shopping last week and I've been kind of inspired since then to own something sexy ... you know, in the event that something were to happen in my non-existent sex life. I suppose I could always just wear it for myself, but I'm not that much of a narcissist that it would actually be a turn-on.
Hmm. What else? Oh, yesterday I just randomly decided to update all of my WoW mods. I re-created Yrsinia on TB (kept the 'e' out, though), then made a blood elf huntress by the name of Vaniah. She's dark-skinned with sexy, long black hair. I tried to make her as exotic-looking as possible. She looks a little like Xena, actually. And I got the name from one of the women I worked with at camp, Vania. Sadly, I had to add the 'h' because someone else had already taken the original spelling. I'll probably amuse myself with her for a little while, then eventually go back to Gennevrah. I'm still not feeling that overwhelming desire to play, though. I just can't believe I was WoW-free for two months. I'll probably get back into it, especially when school starts up again and I have to do something to avoid my godforsaken thesis. I really miss wanting to play WoW, and having it be a near spiritual experience, so I wouldn't mind getting back into it at all. The upcoming expansion might help, too. Fuck you, Lich King.
I write long entries, don't I? Heheh. Anyway, let me close by one again reiterating how badly I want a lady. Steph and Stevie last night were talking about their menfolk and I was thinking all the while about how I'm not only a seriously horny little fuck at this point, but that I'm going to explode if I can't get it out soon. But you know what's dawning on me more and more? I don't actually want a relationship. I swear to God, this entire summer the feeling that I want something extremely casual has been growing. I want to be great friends with someone, find them very attractive, and have ridiculous amounts of sex with them. And by "friends" I mean just that: the ideal "buddy" relationship that everyone's supposed to have with their S.O. But as far as commitment is concerned ... well, I feel like it's nearly a fact that all relationships (or 99.8% of them) will end badly. Things about that person always start bothering you that didn't at first, and things about you bother them. Bitterness and worry creep in, there are a number of explosions of varying degrees, one or both of you decides the thing should end, and it does. I swear to God, I really do think those feelings are inevitable and the only way to keep them from happening is to not actually be "together." Find a friend you think is hot and just sleep with them. Seriously. This has been my great, possibly kava-induced revelation of the summer. So ladies, with Stef it's love and sex only. There can be love without commitment (think "friends") and there can certainly be great, affectionate sex without it, too.
I think.
Anyway. It's time for Vaniah. I may try to get her Humar. I don't mean to copy you, Ana, but after you mentioned him I saw Vaniah in my mind's eye, being a dark, sexy, wildwoman running through the Barrens with an equally dark, ferocious beast. I just want to deck her out and make her as sexy as possible. Maybe even RP just the tiniest bit.
PS: G301, BABY, YEAH.
--Stef, who, for once, is not going to have a shitty living-arrangement