Well, so much for full-time online stalking. . . my domesticity has gotten the best of me, and I've been knitting like a maniac. Don't get me wrong, suicide girls still takes up much of my procrastination time, but I've had to cut down a little to get plenty of knitting time in, and still have time to sleep and masturbate (and frequently). Homework? What homework? Finals? Huh?
It's so hard to deal with school these days. My heart is in California and Boston. . . has been for a while now. I'm so ready for summer to begin. Making myself care about my classes and exams is proving nearly impossible.
Thank you for all your advice on being exclusive (aka declining friend requests), but nobody's propositioned me since then! It'd be great if one of you could ask for my friendship so I could practice turning you down. Haha. That's amusing.
Speaking of masturbating, maybe my sex drive is waning, but I find more and more that when I do myself, I can't focus. Like I'll be planning my outfit for the next day, or rehearsing physics formulae. It's like I'm a mormon, anticipating the proverbial ejaculation so I can say I've done it and get on with things. What's the deal? I'm a sexually realized 20 year old. And instead of imagining myself as the saucy heroine in a Flaubert novel, I end up concocting my next crafting conquests. Hmmm, maybe I should get that checked out.
It's so hard to deal with school these days. My heart is in California and Boston. . . has been for a while now. I'm so ready for summer to begin. Making myself care about my classes and exams is proving nearly impossible.
Thank you for all your advice on being exclusive (aka declining friend requests), but nobody's propositioned me since then! It'd be great if one of you could ask for my friendship so I could practice turning you down. Haha. That's amusing.
Speaking of masturbating, maybe my sex drive is waning, but I find more and more that when I do myself, I can't focus. Like I'll be planning my outfit for the next day, or rehearsing physics formulae. It's like I'm a mormon, anticipating the proverbial ejaculation so I can say I've done it and get on with things. What's the deal? I'm a sexually realized 20 year old. And instead of imagining myself as the saucy heroine in a Flaubert novel, I end up concocting my next crafting conquests. Hmmm, maybe I should get that checked out.

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your hippie wishlist intrigues me. unfortunately, my agenda is a little less 'far out' or 'hip' than i'm sure you'd prefer. prepar yourself for my next few days...
thursday: get car from parasites on soquel, drive, MfA, drive, amoeba, drive, jenna, drive, uhaul, drive
friday: work, pack, dinner with friends
saturday: work, pack
sunday: pack, motorcycle ride with homies (?), living legends, drive to midwest....wanna come?