ok, so my best friend has been staying over since this past monday, in case people have been wondering why i've been a little less active. she takes over my computer, which is ok, since it actually is busier when she on than when i am. i mainly trawl around SG and maybe look up a little porn while watching tv or just lounging, but she's a whirlwind of activity; Facebook, MySpace, all sorts of crap like that (granted, she's made me at least sign up for most all of the sites she goes to, but, i'll be honest, i'm not really the social network type)
it's actually been pretty great. bleached her hair, turned it orange. she had people shove needles into her face thrice on two separate occasions (two lip rings and a septum piercing), we've played pool, i gave a speech at a friend of hers whom i barely know's graduation party, packed up her stuff and moved her out of her ex's place, all sorts of fun stuff. my apartment is awash in her crap.
one slight down side: not really a whole lot of time to myself. and the internet. and my penis. you see, my computer is out in the living room, because i normally live alone. the living room just so happens to be where she sleeps, on my futon. and, well, it just isn't working to go hide in my room at night or have a go at it in the shower, as it's just... weird. with her out in the living room, that is. not exactly blue balls, but not totally hunky dory.
another source of frustration is the fact that she's leaving state early early the 21st. like, around 1 am, so it really feels more like she's leaving late on the day before. i won't get to see her again until August, if everything works out. she's pretty much the facilitator to my social life, chiefly because she drags me out of my apartment to have one. i do have other friends, but we're all a bit apathetic, to be honest. most of the time this state can be a struggle to stay in the same place. i'm really going to miss her, hardcore. (not like that, perverts! but a lot) see, i have this thing against physical contact with most everybody. except her. without a whole lot of physical contact, things kinda... i don't know, seem a little less real. so she kinda keeps me a little grounded.
we'll see how things turn out in August, i guess.
it's actually been pretty great. bleached her hair, turned it orange. she had people shove needles into her face thrice on two separate occasions (two lip rings and a septum piercing), we've played pool, i gave a speech at a friend of hers whom i barely know's graduation party, packed up her stuff and moved her out of her ex's place, all sorts of fun stuff. my apartment is awash in her crap.
one slight down side: not really a whole lot of time to myself. and the internet. and my penis. you see, my computer is out in the living room, because i normally live alone. the living room just so happens to be where she sleeps, on my futon. and, well, it just isn't working to go hide in my room at night or have a go at it in the shower, as it's just... weird. with her out in the living room, that is. not exactly blue balls, but not totally hunky dory.
another source of frustration is the fact that she's leaving state early early the 21st. like, around 1 am, so it really feels more like she's leaving late on the day before. i won't get to see her again until August, if everything works out. she's pretty much the facilitator to my social life, chiefly because she drags me out of my apartment to have one. i do have other friends, but we're all a bit apathetic, to be honest. most of the time this state can be a struggle to stay in the same place. i'm really going to miss her, hardcore. (not like that, perverts! but a lot) see, i have this thing against physical contact with most everybody. except her. without a whole lot of physical contact, things kinda... i don't know, seem a little less real. so she kinda keeps me a little grounded.
we'll see how things turn out in August, i guess.