Sweaty pits & weiner shorts
A'ight. I'm feeling better now. I went on a bit of a bender last weekend and it's taken me until now to feel up to par. What ever the fuck par is? 100%..A-Okay..Super?
So I feel a'ight. I'm ghetto like that. Bender was interesting, as drug and booze induced benders are. Busting rails all night and into the afternoon the next day. Was feeling zonked..obviously. My friends wanted to go get more at 5am...fine I'm game. My friends wanted to go get more at 11am. I am NOT game and why would i delay the inevitable and terrible come down. I wanted that come down as soon as possible and there was no way in hell I was going to get higher...I dont think I could have. Was alrweady mad pit sweating too. Had to work at 1:00...no more.
Lay down and caught some bizarre form of ZZzzz's where i didnt feel like I was really sleeping and I kept whacking off thinking of my hot neighbor (partner in crime from said night)
*****fuck is he hot....6'4" 210 shaved head and just plain old hot..with bad cloths...but he was wearing loose like mesh Champion shorts..so i could see his cock...all night..back to the story****
and I was contemplating going upstairs and asking him if he wanted some head. He is straight. But he was also tweaked so his judgment may have been poor...needless to say i didnt go ask...but thinking about doing it and the apprehension proved to help with some mind blowing orgasms...then my heart was beating so fast I couldnt sleep with the noise. Fuckin hate it when that happens.
I recovered somewhat and went to work for 1:00. Dead..wore some smoked glasses because I was sporting the trashbag with monster pupils look. At least in dark glasses I was sporting the such deep dark beautiful eyes look. I hope. Good thing i tan too..so I had some good color. I worked kinda...sat around and ate cheezies and merchandised a bit. Walking was rough. Left early , crashed at 7pm until 8 am the next day. What a fuckin waste.
More recent news I registered for my last couple of req'd courses...Finite Math and Human Geography here I come...who would think you would need those for an Arts degree with a major in Art History , possibly if if feel so inclined, History of Modern European Society too. Crazy kids down at the University. Anyways..done in December of this year..then on to social work...maybe....I dunno...damn. Hard to decide what to do, Im assuming it gets easier in due time?
Resuming normal life..finished my refinishing of my kitchen chairs...I wish i could describe them. Hmmm square stained walnut with one piece L back and seat in off-white leather. Deco and fucking amazing. Never cease to amaze myself with my refinishing skills. Such nice lines on these chairs. Bought a crazy glass table with some multiple thick chrome tube base. Nice. Im poor. They're nice. Im poor. Priorities, I have beautiful furniture and fridge full of chicken, bottled water and soy milk and a cupboard full of protein powder. Nice car full of gas and clean. Being big and strong with pricey taste take a toll. My new mantra- I'm poor, they're nice.
I've got to get my credit card down too...jesus...I just threw 1500 bucks on it and I already spent a ton on some new pants (pinstripe but ridiculously nice and casual and low rise) and shorts and a couple of shirts. My uniform in the summer is fitted white t-shirt with jeans or maybe these low rise pin stripes or shorts..and i confess...i love birkenstocks. If i was a flamer i would be disgusted with myself. All I use the cc for is clothing and I was convinced that if this was it's sole use it would stay at a reasonable amount..does everyone have credit card woes? It's at 2600 CAD so 2100 USD. That bad?
So I feel a'ight. I'm ghetto like that. Bender was interesting, as drug and booze induced benders are. Busting rails all night and into the afternoon the next day. Was feeling zonked..obviously. My friends wanted to go get more at 5am...fine I'm game. My friends wanted to go get more at 11am. I am NOT game and why would i delay the inevitable and terrible come down. I wanted that come down as soon as possible and there was no way in hell I was going to get higher...I dont think I could have. Was alrweady mad pit sweating too. Had to work at 1:00...no more.
Lay down and caught some bizarre form of ZZzzz's where i didnt feel like I was really sleeping and I kept whacking off thinking of my hot neighbor (partner in crime from said night)
*****fuck is he hot....6'4" 210 shaved head and just plain old hot..with bad cloths...but he was wearing loose like mesh Champion shorts..so i could see his cock...all night..back to the story****
and I was contemplating going upstairs and asking him if he wanted some head. He is straight. But he was also tweaked so his judgment may have been poor...needless to say i didnt go ask...but thinking about doing it and the apprehension proved to help with some mind blowing orgasms...then my heart was beating so fast I couldnt sleep with the noise. Fuckin hate it when that happens.
I recovered somewhat and went to work for 1:00. Dead..wore some smoked glasses because I was sporting the trashbag with monster pupils look. At least in dark glasses I was sporting the such deep dark beautiful eyes look. I hope. Good thing i tan too..so I had some good color. I worked kinda...sat around and ate cheezies and merchandised a bit. Walking was rough. Left early , crashed at 7pm until 8 am the next day. What a fuckin waste.
More recent news I registered for my last couple of req'd courses...Finite Math and Human Geography here I come...who would think you would need those for an Arts degree with a major in Art History , possibly if if feel so inclined, History of Modern European Society too. Crazy kids down at the University. Anyways..done in December of this year..then on to social work...maybe....I dunno...damn. Hard to decide what to do, Im assuming it gets easier in due time?
Resuming normal life..finished my refinishing of my kitchen chairs...I wish i could describe them. Hmmm square stained walnut with one piece L back and seat in off-white leather. Deco and fucking amazing. Never cease to amaze myself with my refinishing skills. Such nice lines on these chairs. Bought a crazy glass table with some multiple thick chrome tube base. Nice. Im poor. They're nice. Im poor. Priorities, I have beautiful furniture and fridge full of chicken, bottled water and soy milk and a cupboard full of protein powder. Nice car full of gas and clean. Being big and strong with pricey taste take a toll. My new mantra- I'm poor, they're nice.
I've got to get my credit card down too...jesus...I just threw 1500 bucks on it and I already spent a ton on some new pants (pinstripe but ridiculously nice and casual and low rise) and shorts and a couple of shirts. My uniform in the summer is fitted white t-shirt with jeans or maybe these low rise pin stripes or shorts..and i confess...i love birkenstocks. If i was a flamer i would be disgusted with myself. All I use the cc for is clothing and I was convinced that if this was it's sole use it would stay at a reasonable amount..does everyone have credit card woes? It's at 2600 CAD so 2100 USD. That bad?
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