2011-03-01
shimmering green duck!
ok fuck this noise. my slow internet is driving me to write. imagine! even though what i really feel like doing is going to sleep. last night i not only fell asleep during john adams but went to bed at 10:45! i wonder if i am sick or something.
ugh. i don't even feel like writing anymore. my leg is weirdly twitching and i'm feeling morose. can't even watch my stories! and feeling stupid juggling all these dudes from the internet when my heart's not really in it.
i'm also kind of confused by this russian guy with the most gigantic penis in the world. he seems really into me and we have been having phone sex and chatting, but then he will disappear for a couple of days and come back with stories of casinos and cougar ex-lovers trying to get back in his pants. i'm willing to hang in there though, just to try it!
another not so blind item: i am still feeling melty for ab. at the twin peaks party we talked the whole time (also reenacted laura's brutal murder on the living room floor) and he was kind of side hugging me and putting his hand on my back. he shared my wine and we all danced and had a great old time, even though the party was pretty effing lame minus all of our phenomenal outfits. when we came home we sat in his room, smoking weed and being stupid. he seemed kind of sad when, just before 3, i went up to bed.
in other news, i had a date with a ukrainian speaking biochemist that was fun but whatever. the crazy part happened on our way back when we caught his catalytic converter being burgled by some weirdo yelling 'pizza time! it's pizza time! while scampering off. i'm also talking to this indian guy who i chatted with for a while and seemed to have quite the connection with. we will see. i don't really know what he looks like.
also while skating lake merritt today with my posse (last night was the embarcadero and In N Out on skates, BOOM), i saw a
tinteardrop at 10:28 p.m.