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2002-06-27 - 12:26 a.m. you look like a movie star, honey...extra fancy i'm going on 4 hours sleep, i'm hungry, and my eyes hurt like a motherfucker, so, i'll keep this brief. i just put matt to bed, and i'd like nothing better than to sleep beside him, but that would be too easy. i tried. really i did, but, my foot started tapping, and i was tossing and turning, and i didn't want to wake matt up. so, i kinda spooned him, cuz that calms me down sometimes. i ended up waking matt up anyway by rubbing my leg up and down against his. poor kid, he turned around, and murmured, "you wanna"? i was like, no, sorry. go back to sleep. i love talking w/ patches. we're at this dog park in brentwood, and homer's having the time of his canine life. out of left field she asks if guys like having their balls played with. i answered w/ a definitive, "YES". if i knew how to make the yes any bigger, i would. so, i gave her a few pointers in the subtle, yet firm art of testicular manipulation relations. it's kinda cool, to have these conversations. i feel helpful, and there's nothing i like better than to help a friend. btw, i'm totally serious. sometimes people think i'm being snarky, and i'm not. i don't know if it's my delivery, or what. i was told once, by some chick, that nobody wants to hear a harsh truth about themselves from a "good looking" person. i don't want to hear that shit from anyone. forget about the "g.l." shit. p.s. this girl is a stone fox, and she can be a real bitch. so what the fuck was she talking about? what the fuck am i talking about? did i mention i've had no sleep? i haven't eaten since about one this afetrnoon, and i'm starving. fuck. you know what? this was a horrible idea. writing tonight. sorry. 'night... |
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