I had such a lovely weekend. James' beach house was so adorable, all white and filled with his grandparents' furniture. I got there late Friday night and got to fall asleep to the sound of the ocean and a nice breeze coming in through the windows. Saturday we went for a long walk on the beach, and then out for lunch with one of his friends. I had some delicious homemade lavender ice cream, and got to borrow one of his olive green proletariat shirts.
In the afternoon we both took a nice nap, and then we watched O Brother Where Art Thou. We'd both already seen it, but of course it's so good we had to see it again. The Coen brothers rock. For dinner we had his friend Jennifer over.
I was so surprised when she walked in, because she was so much like me. She's short, brunette, busty, a bit pudgy, bi, and hypersexual, just like me. We drank and watched porn, and the Real Sex episode with the lovely SG girls. We girls got on famously, but James was already plastered. Poor boy, stuck with two busty brunettes watching porn. After the lovely Jennifer left I was hoping to cuddle with James, but he was too drunk and I was too shy to ask him directly. I liked Jennifer better anyway.
We spoke again last night and James said I should invite her up to see me in Houston. Maybe I will. She has a boyfriend, who she claims is totally non-sexual, so maybe she'll come up so we can see some mud-wrestling or something. She's adorable, so I hope we do get to see eachother again soon. Too bad I'm moving home in three weeks (not really).
I am now attempting to function on less than 2 hours sleep, and I have a psychology test tonight. I have to go ask someone here at work to take a picture for my profile, because I was too shy to ask James. Jennifer offered to, but I was drunk at the time. My brain hurts. There are about a dozen people in the room as I write this, and my fingers are frozen. It's 49 degrees outside but they still have the air conditioning on.
I want to bake a cake!
In the afternoon we both took a nice nap, and then we watched O Brother Where Art Thou. We'd both already seen it, but of course it's so good we had to see it again. The Coen brothers rock. For dinner we had his friend Jennifer over.
I was so surprised when she walked in, because she was so much like me. She's short, brunette, busty, a bit pudgy, bi, and hypersexual, just like me. We drank and watched porn, and the Real Sex episode with the lovely SG girls. We girls got on famously, but James was already plastered. Poor boy, stuck with two busty brunettes watching porn. After the lovely Jennifer left I was hoping to cuddle with James, but he was too drunk and I was too shy to ask him directly. I liked Jennifer better anyway.
We spoke again last night and James said I should invite her up to see me in Houston. Maybe I will. She has a boyfriend, who she claims is totally non-sexual, so maybe she'll come up so we can see some mud-wrestling or something. She's adorable, so I hope we do get to see eachother again soon. Too bad I'm moving home in three weeks (not really).
I am now attempting to function on less than 2 hours sleep, and I have a psychology test tonight. I have to go ask someone here at work to take a picture for my profile, because I was too shy to ask James. Jennifer offered to, but I was drunk at the time. My brain hurts. There are about a dozen people in the room as I write this, and my fingers are frozen. It's 49 degrees outside but they still have the air conditioning on.
I want to bake a cake!
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the description of your weekend is really evocative. can i join you next time? i'll sleep with you and jennifer if i absolutely have to.
so much attention is given to the physical resemblence of you and jennifer. the word picture is nice, but when will we see a photograph of you, violet?