This weekend was fun 
Friday night, I cleaned my room and threw a bunch of stuff away. My closet is now nice and tidy! Also, laundry was free because when I inserted the $1 plastic token into the machine it spat out two tokens which did not interrupt the water flow =)
Saturday, went to see Joe. We went to this huge Warhammer place in Downers. He entered his guys in the painting competition. Then, at around 7, we went back to his house and I had the pleasure of sampling some very excellent marijuana. Hot, wet, mostly clothed sex followed
Sunday, I hung out with Razorblades3 and his friend Adam. We had fun and are hopefully partying next Friday provided that I survive my upcoming chemistry exam. Joe wasn't feeling well so I, the awesome chick that I am, got him his favorite Krispy Kreme doughnuts and headed to his house at 5:30 hoping to make him feel better. I got there, we cuddled and somehow he began talking about how everything I enjoy doing involves going out to loud places with an abundance of people. He now supposedly thinks that due to that fact we have very little in common. Completely ignoring the similarities in our characters and beliefs I might add. I was quite tired of hearing that and explaining to him that I cannot learn to play, say, Magic all by myself. (As you might imagine it was again my fault that I am not interested in his hobbies... without taking into account the fact that I was never introduced to them to begin with.). So, I headed home around 8ish. I felt so crappy that had this happened two weeks ago I would have cried my eyes out on the way home. However, I have no more emotions to waste on this boy so I just proceeded to drive like a maniac on the highway listening to Placebo and making plans for spring break (which consequentially made me giggle like a schoolgirl).
After I had safely arrived home and taken a wonderful shower, I sent Joe a little email saying that I want a definite answer as to whether he wants to break this off just because I tend to like loud music and going to the occasional show instead of staying home playing games all the time. Deadline: Wednesday. Cure's Treasure was attached. How cute, eh? Well, I quickly got a reply with "but you gotta pet me!" in the subject field and a body consisting of "Alright, let's make this work. I'm gonna hold you so good!"
-=shrug=- Whatever happens, happens. It took me 9 months to finally accept him, with his flaws and oddities and love for me and to get the fucking flashbacks from previous failures out of my mind. Unlike him, I wasn't 18 when my exploration of the opposite sex anatomy began, I was fucking 15 and thoroughly vulnerable in the hands of 20+ y/o men. It all adds up to a lot of trauma.
Now it's all up to him to remember what a kickass chick I am.
How did you spend your weekend? Do you even remember?
Kissies to all!!
~Eve
Friday night, I cleaned my room and threw a bunch of stuff away. My closet is now nice and tidy! Also, laundry was free because when I inserted the $1 plastic token into the machine it spat out two tokens which did not interrupt the water flow =)
Saturday, went to see Joe. We went to this huge Warhammer place in Downers. He entered his guys in the painting competition. Then, at around 7, we went back to his house and I had the pleasure of sampling some very excellent marijuana. Hot, wet, mostly clothed sex followed
Sunday, I hung out with Razorblades3 and his friend Adam. We had fun and are hopefully partying next Friday provided that I survive my upcoming chemistry exam. Joe wasn't feeling well so I, the awesome chick that I am, got him his favorite Krispy Kreme doughnuts and headed to his house at 5:30 hoping to make him feel better. I got there, we cuddled and somehow he began talking about how everything I enjoy doing involves going out to loud places with an abundance of people. He now supposedly thinks that due to that fact we have very little in common. Completely ignoring the similarities in our characters and beliefs I might add. I was quite tired of hearing that and explaining to him that I cannot learn to play, say, Magic all by myself. (As you might imagine it was again my fault that I am not interested in his hobbies... without taking into account the fact that I was never introduced to them to begin with.). So, I headed home around 8ish. I felt so crappy that had this happened two weeks ago I would have cried my eyes out on the way home. However, I have no more emotions to waste on this boy so I just proceeded to drive like a maniac on the highway listening to Placebo and making plans for spring break (which consequentially made me giggle like a schoolgirl).
After I had safely arrived home and taken a wonderful shower, I sent Joe a little email saying that I want a definite answer as to whether he wants to break this off just because I tend to like loud music and going to the occasional show instead of staying home playing games all the time. Deadline: Wednesday. Cure's Treasure was attached. How cute, eh? Well, I quickly got a reply with "but you gotta pet me!" in the subject field and a body consisting of "Alright, let's make this work. I'm gonna hold you so good!"
-=shrug=- Whatever happens, happens. It took me 9 months to finally accept him, with his flaws and oddities and love for me and to get the fucking flashbacks from previous failures out of my mind. Unlike him, I wasn't 18 when my exploration of the opposite sex anatomy began, I was fucking 15 and thoroughly vulnerable in the hands of 20+ y/o men. It all adds up to a lot of trauma.
Now it's all up to him to remember what a kickass chick I am.
How did you spend your weekend? Do you even remember?
Kissies to all!!
~Eve
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megz:
ahhh...grr...I leave for Cali on Thursday until Tuesday.....what about the nest Saturday???
razorblades3:
bah fuck it all Friday we get drunk ^^