2008-07-21
imagine having to turn to print!
such was the subject of a little email matt wrote to himself about the wonders of the internet and desperate lack of porn that would come to be if it ever ceased to exist while i was over on saturday. "how would i jack off, anna? how would i jack off???" we are so similar, it's kind of scary...because our similarities are uncanny, yet kind of have nothing to do with our friendlife. we are both obsessed with the internet and the wild possibilities of homemade porn thereon. love sixties music, catch all each others random references to tv shows and comedic films...call nutella on a tortilla a poor mans crepe and share an unusual love of microwave popcorn. i'm a little irrationally jealous of his manwhoring. i guess just because i'm not included. shouldn't two people so into sex be into it together? i certainly think so. maybe i'll try just one more time...muhahaha we woke up together after a night of half-awake, confused tossing and spooning. he kept kind of flailing his legs open into mine and bumping heads. pressing against me lightly, but over and over. it was lovely awkward anyway and we woke up giggling and played some tunes, smoked some mustard colored hash and did some morning yoga. we're both in love with people we haven't been with for years. sigh. all i wanted was to curl up next to him yesterday and have him rub my back, but instead i took a bath and basically went comatose with the weed consumption! have to, man! the bout was super insane gnarly intensity. got my first black eye, which i am smugly so proud of :D it looks pretty great, i must say...all magenta/purple on top like eyemakeup, then a huge navy blue stripe across the bottom. hopefully it'll fill out to maximum "doorknobbed" effect very soon! it was a vicious grudgematch that we were losing for about 99% of the time before smuggling a miraculous win out of our asses somehow!!! i've never felt that "pull it together" desperation as a team member before and it was awe-some. i also feel as though i have been hastily re-assembled and left out in the rain to rust after some kind of amateurish super surgery involving baseball bats and shin high dogs carring sticks. two more things: after looking for a few minutes, 'have you seen my gay pants?' and figuring out he WASN'T talking about the light pink bearsies, matt wiggled out of his purple superman shorts and appeared clad in the same little sweatpants bear was wearing the other night. so fey and attractive! the other thing is that after mentioning cannibal the musical one time the other night, the first words out of his mouth were "yeah, but how did he make that tapping sound with his feet?" amor
tinteardrop at 10:53 a.m.