Sunday, August 29, 2004
Would you drink my spit?
It's funny the hijinks that certain people have together, and I have to say, the spontaneity of my friends is amazing sometimes. You think they don't got it, and then they all have to set out to prove me wrong and be big men. I had such a fun time today, despite the injury.
The sleep-in mechina in my brain seems to be broken though, because I woke up alert and gung-ho at nine o'clock this morning, which at the time, seemed hideously wrong.
After the other hullaballoo that I have touched on already, I went to the plane wash at Westjet hanger, avec Westjet the summer ambassador hisself. It was a lot of fun, but I spent most of my time gorging on food and daydreaming about having children. Maybe it's just that time of the month, but by the time we were driving home, I had decided that if I won the lottery tomorrow, I would a) have kids with the first available and suitable mate right away, or b) be a student forever. Neither of these are very sustainable if both are pursued at the same time however (and ironically). I sound so martha when I talk like this. I got over it by the end of the night though. Permanent student, all the way. I just remembered the whole "unsustainable planet" deal and the need to pop mucuousy and initially unbreathing creatures the size of melons out of my vagina somehow dissappeared. For the moment anyways. I can't imagine why (out dirty spot!).
Spur of the moment activities included a very very satisfying viewing of "Stepford Wives" (I hate that three blogs for this day will be identical and still varying. I don't hate it, but it's bizarre and funny still). So awesome. I haven't laughed through a movie like that in a while.
Humpty's quickly entailed afterwards, and I gotta say...I have some fucking witty and hilarious friends to hang out with. Conversational levels were at an all time high. Almost literally-we seemed all spun out on sugar at times. A few noteable things: PDA of chemmie and Drew (Very Adorable, and Long Time Coming), gross conversations (the "Tony Danza"), embarrassing moments in front of the waitress, the spit/swallow conundrum (I love when my friends make me sound like a skanky ho), and just a great time. We had lots of laughs, and I'm growing to appreciate Drew's company a lot more. Funny thing: I had some sort of temperature melt down when i was sitting at the table. I don't know if it was some sort of thing having to do with the pain in my knee, or whatever else. Maybe I'm becoming menopausal. Not cool. What does a hotflash entail exactly? It was very odd.
Another noteable moment: when chemmie is in the theater trying to stifle his enormous laughter, it makes me grin and laugh with him. I'm so lucky to have him as my friend, and lucky to have the rest of them as my friends /sex slaves ...also. Speaking of sex slaves:
Went to Adult Source after Humpty's....just me and the boys: I surprised myself with how unshockable I seem to be now. I just didn't even think about it until I was in there. But now..."Man shoves bald head into vagina" warrants a "meh...I seen worse'n that..." Is there something wrong with me? LOL. The original "premise" of course was to have three gay men and one straight man find me the perfect sex toy, but when it comes right down to the nitty gritty...I'm all talk and no sex toys. Boring as that may make me, I think that the infusion of those colorful plastics into any part of my life could be nothing but tawdry at this point in time. I may change my mind when I'm old and alone, but now...I'm fresh and nubile, and though no one is taking advantage of that, I'll live without that crap just fine. Yuck...I really am turning into a stodge. An early-menopause hitting sexless being. Hurrah!
¶ 2:46 AM
The sleep-in mechina in my brain seems to be broken though, because I woke up alert and gung-ho at nine o'clock this morning, which at the time, seemed hideously wrong.
After the other hullaballoo that I have touched on already, I went to the plane wash at Westjet hanger, avec Westjet the summer ambassador hisself. It was a lot of fun, but I spent most of my time gorging on food and daydreaming about having children. Maybe it's just that time of the month, but by the time we were driving home, I had decided that if I won the lottery tomorrow, I would a) have kids with the first available and suitable mate right away, or b) be a student forever. Neither of these are very sustainable if both are pursued at the same time however (and ironically). I sound so martha when I talk like this. I got over it by the end of the night though. Permanent student, all the way. I just remembered the whole "unsustainable planet" deal and the need to pop mucuousy and initially unbreathing creatures the size of melons out of my vagina somehow dissappeared. For the moment anyways. I can't imagine why (out dirty spot!).
Spur of the moment activities included a very very satisfying viewing of "Stepford Wives" (I hate that three blogs for this day will be identical and still varying. I don't hate it, but it's bizarre and funny still). So awesome. I haven't laughed through a movie like that in a while.
Humpty's quickly entailed afterwards, and I gotta say...I have some fucking witty and hilarious friends to hang out with. Conversational levels were at an all time high. Almost literally-we seemed all spun out on sugar at times. A few noteable things: PDA of chemmie and Drew (Very Adorable, and Long Time Coming), gross conversations (the "Tony Danza"), embarrassing moments in front of the waitress, the spit/swallow conundrum (I love when my friends make me sound like a skanky ho), and just a great time. We had lots of laughs, and I'm growing to appreciate Drew's company a lot more. Funny thing: I had some sort of temperature melt down when i was sitting at the table. I don't know if it was some sort of thing having to do with the pain in my knee, or whatever else. Maybe I'm becoming menopausal. Not cool. What does a hotflash entail exactly? It was very odd.
Another noteable moment: when chemmie is in the theater trying to stifle his enormous laughter, it makes me grin and laugh with him. I'm so lucky to have him as my friend, and lucky to have the rest of them as my friends /sex slaves ...also. Speaking of sex slaves:
Went to Adult Source after Humpty's....just me and the boys: I surprised myself with how unshockable I seem to be now. I just didn't even think about it until I was in there. But now..."Man shoves bald head into vagina" warrants a "meh...I seen worse'n that..." Is there something wrong with me? LOL. The original "premise" of course was to have three gay men and one straight man find me the perfect sex toy, but when it comes right down to the nitty gritty...I'm all talk and no sex toys. Boring as that may make me, I think that the infusion of those colorful plastics into any part of my life could be nothing but tawdry at this point in time. I may change my mind when I'm old and alone, but now...I'm fresh and nubile, and though no one is taking advantage of that, I'll live without that crap just fine. Yuck...I really am turning into a stodge. An early-menopause hitting sexless being. Hurrah!
¶ 2:46 AM
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: 1:22 PM
You know...somehow I wouldn't have noticed that little comma lackthereof, but it is amusing that you got so concerned over it. And you're still concerned, because you're going to come back and check this again to see what I said. To the subject at hand (ah ha HA), I don't see what the big deal is about swallowing. The only big deal has been that boys are somewhat averse to being kissed afterwards...BUT, and this is a big but, when a guy goes down on a girl, (read: me) it's suddenly NOT disgusting to come up and give me a big slobbery kiss? I promise never to swallow again if this incident never reoccurs in my lifetime. To the good side of swallowing...I've been told that the feeling is pretty good for them, and at least your girl is showing you she's got guts, and that she's devoted. I don't think you can be with someone fully and completely in a sexual manner if you don't get over the body fluid thing. Huzzah! That is all.
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