My, my, my, what a wonderful day. The untamed sunshine warms the air, and makes it easier to breath in the Midwest. I just got back from a long walk in suburbia, and my spirits are high.
My first set goes up tomorrow morning at 4 something am. I have wanted this satisfaction since I was 18! Ah, how fulfilling vanity and empowerment are. I'm looking forward to hearing what everyone thinks!
My classes are in full swing now. I just got down with midterms. Its all downhill from here! Just gotta keep those A's up...and i'll be on my way. :-)
Oh! Let me relay a hilarious story for you, my readers.
Last night I met my brother (James) at a local bar for tasty beverages and good company. I was waiting for him to arrive when I saw a familiar face. About a year and a half ago I dated a guy I worked with for all of 3 weeks. I was trying to distract myself at that point, and he is a very asthetically pleasing character. Otherwise though, he isn't my type. At all. He used to model for Abercrombie or some corporate, judgemental company like that, and he radiates Hollister-appeal. Well, we fucked once or twice and then I broke it off and moved away. (I should mention here that the sex was aweful.) So I run into this dude last night, we chat for a moment, etc. etc. I am being particularly terse and slightly rude to him because I do not want to engage in conversation any longer, and he is picking me up and hugging me and I am trying not to hurl in my mouth. SO finally, this dude says "you know, i really had a thing for you. you know that right? maybe I still do...we made out once, you remember that, right?" At which point I just stared at him. Considered laughing hysterically, hitting him with something, and bolting to the door, but instead just said, "oh, honey....we fucked," followed by a smirk and a chuckle. I was more amused with the interaction that had just taken place than I was with the rest of our prior relationship. So he goes on to apologize, and so on and so forth. I said "so...i've been looking for a good reason to leave the conversation, and this provides it for me...so, I'm going to go." He followed me in my effort to escape, at which point I had no other option than to break it down for him step by step. "This means you are one of three types of people. Care for me to elaborate," I asked. "I am not that guy. No, that is not what happened. I am NOT THAT guy!" He said, defensively.
James came in shortly thereafter and I finally got the Hollister model to leave us alone. I was baffled, stunned, and amused as piss! I am entirely taken aback. My brother laughed when I told him what had happened, and reminded me that I must not have been that good either! I am a scorpio/scorpio. Sex seeps out of my skin like rain seeps out of clouds in Seattle. Tis bullshit, says I. But funny, for sure! And what a good story!
Welp, enjoy the set! :-D
My first set goes up tomorrow morning at 4 something am. I have wanted this satisfaction since I was 18! Ah, how fulfilling vanity and empowerment are. I'm looking forward to hearing what everyone thinks!
My classes are in full swing now. I just got down with midterms. Its all downhill from here! Just gotta keep those A's up...and i'll be on my way. :-)
Oh! Let me relay a hilarious story for you, my readers.
Last night I met my brother (James) at a local bar for tasty beverages and good company. I was waiting for him to arrive when I saw a familiar face. About a year and a half ago I dated a guy I worked with for all of 3 weeks. I was trying to distract myself at that point, and he is a very asthetically pleasing character. Otherwise though, he isn't my type. At all. He used to model for Abercrombie or some corporate, judgemental company like that, and he radiates Hollister-appeal. Well, we fucked once or twice and then I broke it off and moved away. (I should mention here that the sex was aweful.) So I run into this dude last night, we chat for a moment, etc. etc. I am being particularly terse and slightly rude to him because I do not want to engage in conversation any longer, and he is picking me up and hugging me and I am trying not to hurl in my mouth. SO finally, this dude says "you know, i really had a thing for you. you know that right? maybe I still do...we made out once, you remember that, right?" At which point I just stared at him. Considered laughing hysterically, hitting him with something, and bolting to the door, but instead just said, "oh, honey....we fucked," followed by a smirk and a chuckle. I was more amused with the interaction that had just taken place than I was with the rest of our prior relationship. So he goes on to apologize, and so on and so forth. I said "so...i've been looking for a good reason to leave the conversation, and this provides it for me...so, I'm going to go." He followed me in my effort to escape, at which point I had no other option than to break it down for him step by step. "This means you are one of three types of people. Care for me to elaborate," I asked. "I am not that guy. No, that is not what happened. I am NOT THAT guy!" He said, defensively.
James came in shortly thereafter and I finally got the Hollister model to leave us alone. I was baffled, stunned, and amused as piss! I am entirely taken aback. My brother laughed when I told him what had happened, and reminded me that I must not have been that good either! I am a scorpio/scorpio. Sex seeps out of my skin like rain seeps out of clouds in Seattle. Tis bullshit, says I. But funny, for sure! And what a good story!
Welp, enjoy the set! :-D
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i love your tattoo, is so beautiful like you
thanks for the support sweetie
you have ALL MY SUPPORT TOO !
kisses!