Damn, Korea--that's gotta be pricey. My main squeeze was in an unnamed persian theocracy for a while, and pretty soon I started mistaking my phone bill for my car payment.
Her eyes are just the start of it; click onward and be rewarded. What else you got to do when your boy's outta town?
That's some excellent summer-hatin' buzzkill there; it's good to remember that every good thing has someone who hates it. What swimming-pool Metro are you riding, though, that brings you into contact with tight, damp clothing? (P.S. and tell me where I can catch it.)
Pinata parties are good fun, but only until someone brings out the one that looks like you.
I must admit, I have been avoiding the political news lately, which explains the dearth of related links.
so instead I offer more personal news: I casually lamented the absence of a local roller derby league in my regular online journal a few days ago, and the entry was met with an unexpected amount of excitement. so, I think we're actually gonna do it.
man, i just had a brilliant idea the other day that falls in line with your (scary) desire to bring back roller derbies...
i want to open a throw back roller rink.
i want dress codes
i want LIVE disco
i want...i want...i want to tap into that monstrous rehash of vintage culture and bank.
I think most things look coolest from space, including me.
Some of my best friends are geeks, and when they get out of control with the Lunix v. Unix or whatever, I try to redirect the conversation to something non-depressing we can all agree on, like the hotness of Monica Bellucci.
Y'know...I've never been any good at casual relationships, I think I've maintained a grand total of 4 and they all sucked. I think I'm actually in the right frame of mind to have one, but of course this girl is going overboard on me. It's starting to creep me out when I talk to her now, because the conversation almost always turns to her telling me how great she thinks I am and if I try to discourage her from telling me that, she says it even more because she thinks I'm just being modest. I was gonna go over and deal with the situation tonight, but I've had some other stuff come up that's just WAY more important and if I tried to talk to her about it now, I'd just be preoccupied and abrupt with her. Bad timing follows me everywhere I go.
Guh, I just read what I wrote and it sounds like I'm some conceited prick, but this really feels like some kind of groupie situation. It's getting that creepy. I assumed it would be very different since she used to go on and on about how she didn't like that the last guy she was seeing was calling her his girlfriend and he told her he loved her and it made her uncomfortable. That sounded to me like she was just interested in very relaxed stuff, but apparently I was wrong....
Thanks for the affection, it's always appreciated. Sorry to see that things aren't at their happiest in your world right now. I hope your boy comes back safe and soon.