I completely sucked today. No energy. Fighting tears half the time. If this sort of thing went on constantly, I'd be on meds. But nooooo tomorrow I may be just fine.
I hate being so dependent on a woman's love. If there's a girl in my life, I'm fine. But alone, I feel worthless. On and off. Some days are good.
Today was not one of them.
PRANKS
Siren mentioned pranks. I have to brag. I was sharing a house with my best friend, and he had a terribly hot girlfriend who was also a bit of a prima donna. I snuck into his room every day for a month and drained a gallon of water out of his waterbed. I may have been as much as forty gallons. Then I waited a week, then put it all back in one day. Never a word from the guy, so I figured the joke was on me - all that work and he never noticed.
A month went by and I pissed him off royally one night when some friends were over. Beat him the fifth time straight in a game. So he dumped a pitcher of water on my head, yelling at me all the while that he never wins. Everyone looked to see if I was going to escalate or what, and I laughed and said "That's OK. It makes up for me draining thirty gallons of water out of your bed." He just about lost it. He was nearly hysterical, yelling how his girlfriend had been bouncing off of the plywood supports and complaining that he do something about it, while he kept swearing on a stack of bibles that he'd checked every inch of the bed and there was no leak. Heeheeheeheehee.
Tomorrow's installment: Convincing everyone my best friend was engaged.
I hate being so dependent on a woman's love. If there's a girl in my life, I'm fine. But alone, I feel worthless. On and off. Some days are good.
Today was not one of them.
PRANKS
Siren mentioned pranks. I have to brag. I was sharing a house with my best friend, and he had a terribly hot girlfriend who was also a bit of a prima donna. I snuck into his room every day for a month and drained a gallon of water out of his waterbed. I may have been as much as forty gallons. Then I waited a week, then put it all back in one day. Never a word from the guy, so I figured the joke was on me - all that work and he never noticed.
A month went by and I pissed him off royally one night when some friends were over. Beat him the fifth time straight in a game. So he dumped a pitcher of water on my head, yelling at me all the while that he never wins. Everyone looked to see if I was going to escalate or what, and I laughed and said "That's OK. It makes up for me draining thirty gallons of water out of your bed." He just about lost it. He was nearly hysterical, yelling how his girlfriend had been bouncing off of the plywood supports and complaining that he do something about it, while he kept swearing on a stack of bibles that he'd checked every inch of the bed and there was no leak. Heeheeheeheehee.
Tomorrow's installment: Convincing everyone my best friend was engaged.
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I remember meeting you at the party. In fact I wrote something afterwards about meeting a guy named Ken who was an engineer, therefore "kengineer", ha ha.
Thanks for your comment. You are right. Hey, if my psychiatrist person gives me some drugs, I'll share w/cha, he he.