Back from visiting my friends for spring break, early. Not the worst experience of my life, but, well, you'll see.
I got to my friend's bachelor pad and decided to breath only through my mouth the whole time I was there. The humidity and thick mold smell made me wonder if I would be able to sleep that night, let alone breath. I was told ahead of time that he had no furniture for me to sleep on, so that didn't bother me, but I would rather have slept on a tile floor than that grey carpet, which I believe started its life as white or peach. I had a sleeping bag, thank goodness, because I was afraid to walk around barefoot on that mildewy piece of . . . mildew.
The shower stall was a blend of six colors of fuzz: white, black, blue, purple, green, and red. It was supposed to be white. I'm paying attention to my feet to see if they start itching.
NO BUGS! There was no food in the house for them to eat. Unfortunetly, there was nothing for me to eat either. I ate nothing but noodles, rice, and oatmeal for days, and stuffed myself silly when we went to Cici's Pizza. All you can eat baby! I figure I must have put down two and a half large pizzas, which on any other day would have been downright silly.
We played tons of games: Battletech, Vampire:the Masquerade, Vampire: the Eternal Struggle (the card game based on V:TM), Battletech/Mechwarrior, Magic The Gathering, Super Smash bros on Game Cube, etc., but most importantly, I got to see all my old friends again. Things were looking up. But after Nick's computer finally completed its illegal download of Battle for Middle Earth 2 after one and a half days, he sat down and played it for four days straight, ignoring me. I sat in the other room and read my book, which I thankfully brought. As a host, he sucked ass and really pissed me off.
I know I could have gone out and eaten alone at some restaurant, but I didn't know that section of town that well and didn't want to offend him. On the other hand, he was rude to me the whole time, so I probably should have just gone. Fuck it, whatever.
I made up some lame excuse, which he may or may not have bought, said my goobye's and went home four days early. Now I'm sipping wine, tipsy, clean from my shower, shaved from head to toe, etc., feeling good.
Love Much
I got to my friend's bachelor pad and decided to breath only through my mouth the whole time I was there. The humidity and thick mold smell made me wonder if I would be able to sleep that night, let alone breath. I was told ahead of time that he had no furniture for me to sleep on, so that didn't bother me, but I would rather have slept on a tile floor than that grey carpet, which I believe started its life as white or peach. I had a sleeping bag, thank goodness, because I was afraid to walk around barefoot on that mildewy piece of . . . mildew.
The shower stall was a blend of six colors of fuzz: white, black, blue, purple, green, and red. It was supposed to be white. I'm paying attention to my feet to see if they start itching.
NO BUGS! There was no food in the house for them to eat. Unfortunetly, there was nothing for me to eat either. I ate nothing but noodles, rice, and oatmeal for days, and stuffed myself silly when we went to Cici's Pizza. All you can eat baby! I figure I must have put down two and a half large pizzas, which on any other day would have been downright silly.
We played tons of games: Battletech, Vampire:the Masquerade, Vampire: the Eternal Struggle (the card game based on V:TM), Battletech/Mechwarrior, Magic The Gathering, Super Smash bros on Game Cube, etc., but most importantly, I got to see all my old friends again. Things were looking up. But after Nick's computer finally completed its illegal download of Battle for Middle Earth 2 after one and a half days, he sat down and played it for four days straight, ignoring me. I sat in the other room and read my book, which I thankfully brought. As a host, he sucked ass and really pissed me off.
I know I could have gone out and eaten alone at some restaurant, but I didn't know that section of town that well and didn't want to offend him. On the other hand, he was rude to me the whole time, so I probably should have just gone. Fuck it, whatever.
I made up some lame excuse, which he may or may not have bought, said my goobye's and went home four days early. Now I'm sipping wine, tipsy, clean from my shower, shaved from head to toe, etc., feeling good.
Love Much
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or perhaps you use pepto AS lube....
you sick fuck you!
how do you sleep at night?