So I am back in LA. I was out IN the country (the hills) (Northern California) some of you peeps thought I was out OF the country in South Africa--I have not gone and I don't think I'm going now. Which is fine.
I landed at LAX and was so happy to be back. Had a woman pinch her nose at me as I smoked, kinda far from where she was waiting for the C Lot bus. Then she snapped "it smells like smoke, lets sit in the back" as she walked past me on the bus. Hey, fuck her. She looked like a real bossy bitch and I felt for her husband ...being married to that.
I rocked out in my car. Got it washed since the C Lot shat dirt on my car for days. Got my eyebrows waxed. Then I got sushi, went home, got drunk and watched school of rock. I love Jack Black. And rock of course. He cracks me up. I got drunker then expected and then tried to sober up. I was pretty fucking hammered and hammering myself.
After being in hell for 8-9 days, I got a little taste of heaven last night and I find myself very happy today. I was an hour late to work today, I just didn't want to get out of bed. Had the stereo on (replenishing my music deprivation) and kept thinking, just one more song, then I'll shower. Plus I was wrapped in heaven, so it was hard to get out of bed. I've been happy all day though.
I talked with my friend on the way to work about her relationship. She's a little confused.
My other good buddy admitted a naughty secret to me on sunday. She had stopped by my place to borrow my vacuum and porn and to feed my cat. Well, she's always concerned about respecting my place. I tell her to make herself at home, eat drink whatever, watch porn, order pay per view whatever. In the past she wouldn't go into my bedroom to see a blow-up doll I had, because she felt going into my bedroom was intruding in my personal space. I've offered my bed up to friends before when I'm out of town, but most friends say they feel odd about that. (One friend I offered was living at home with the folks and going to a hotel to fuck). I was out of town and she still felt weird about sleeping or whatever at my place. So, back to my friend's naughty secret. She fucked her girl in my bed. I laughed when I saw my bed in disarray. I told her that was excellent. She still said she felt like she was intruding in my personal space. I said, it's not like you stuck my vibrator up your ass, that might be intruding. We laughed, and I'm glad she had a good time.
Ride with me.
I landed at LAX and was so happy to be back. Had a woman pinch her nose at me as I smoked, kinda far from where she was waiting for the C Lot bus. Then she snapped "it smells like smoke, lets sit in the back" as she walked past me on the bus. Hey, fuck her. She looked like a real bossy bitch and I felt for her husband ...being married to that.
I rocked out in my car. Got it washed since the C Lot shat dirt on my car for days. Got my eyebrows waxed. Then I got sushi, went home, got drunk and watched school of rock. I love Jack Black. And rock of course. He cracks me up. I got drunker then expected and then tried to sober up. I was pretty fucking hammered and hammering myself.
After being in hell for 8-9 days, I got a little taste of heaven last night and I find myself very happy today. I was an hour late to work today, I just didn't want to get out of bed. Had the stereo on (replenishing my music deprivation) and kept thinking, just one more song, then I'll shower. Plus I was wrapped in heaven, so it was hard to get out of bed. I've been happy all day though.
I talked with my friend on the way to work about her relationship. She's a little confused.
My other good buddy admitted a naughty secret to me on sunday. She had stopped by my place to borrow my vacuum and porn and to feed my cat. Well, she's always concerned about respecting my place. I tell her to make herself at home, eat drink whatever, watch porn, order pay per view whatever. In the past she wouldn't go into my bedroom to see a blow-up doll I had, because she felt going into my bedroom was intruding in my personal space. I've offered my bed up to friends before when I'm out of town, but most friends say they feel odd about that. (One friend I offered was living at home with the folks and going to a hotel to fuck). I was out of town and she still felt weird about sleeping or whatever at my place. So, back to my friend's naughty secret. She fucked her girl in my bed. I laughed when I saw my bed in disarray. I told her that was excellent. She still said she felt like she was intruding in my personal space. I said, it's not like you stuck my vibrator up your ass, that might be intruding. We laughed, and I'm glad she had a good time.
Ride with me.
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That's cool of you to share your apartment like that. I am one of those people that tries to be respectful of other's people's stuff to the point of hesitation to use it...probably because I would want the same respect with my things. Although my gf and I once were housesitting for a couple once who allowed us no-holds-barred access to the bedroom, and you better believe we took advantage of it! New places are fun.
Can I be your girlfriend? I'll make your bed...