I feel like I just got married.
But not the good "just got married" where you jet off on your honeymoon with the love of your life and you spend all your free time together and have more sex than you've ever had in your entire life. No. I mean like I just got thrown into a "it's-been-20-years-and-you-don't-love-me-anymore" type marriage.
My friend Megan has been living with me for the past few days while the family was in Chicago.
We barely spoke, barely saw each other, drank too much and never had sex.
It sounds a lot worse than it actually was though. I'll sum up everything else in bullets.
-Shark Week has been good
-The girl that I've been pseudo-dating just got back with her ex.
-Seeing her everyday at work doesn't seem to be affecting me, which means I'm beginning to control my emotions. (I'm far too much of a pussy when it comes to matters of the heart.)
-Got a haircut
-Decided to be more social and make me some new friends (and women)
That's about it. One day I'll actually upload some of the pictures that I've been taking. For now, I'm off to help one of my close friends turn a hotel room into a sexopolis of the grandest kind. Her boyfriend is coming back in town tonight and they've got some "catching up" to do.
Good day and good fortune.
(I refuse to use the actual line unless I'm reporting something of grave importance.)
But not the good "just got married" where you jet off on your honeymoon with the love of your life and you spend all your free time together and have more sex than you've ever had in your entire life. No. I mean like I just got thrown into a "it's-been-20-years-and-you-don't-love-me-anymore" type marriage.
My friend Megan has been living with me for the past few days while the family was in Chicago.
We barely spoke, barely saw each other, drank too much and never had sex.
It sounds a lot worse than it actually was though. I'll sum up everything else in bullets.
-Shark Week has been good
-The girl that I've been pseudo-dating just got back with her ex.
-Seeing her everyday at work doesn't seem to be affecting me, which means I'm beginning to control my emotions. (I'm far too much of a pussy when it comes to matters of the heart.)
-Got a haircut
-Decided to be more social and make me some new friends (and women)
That's about it. One day I'll actually upload some of the pictures that I've been taking. For now, I'm off to help one of my close friends turn a hotel room into a sexopolis of the grandest kind. Her boyfriend is coming back in town tonight and they've got some "catching up" to do.
Good day and good fortune.
(I refuse to use the actual line unless I'm reporting something of grave importance.)