Went and spent a few days up in NJ with Tadzi, which was very nice. He is definitely one of my favourite people on the face of the entire planet. I am just so relaxed and myself when I get to spend time with him. And it is so nice to have actual intellectually stimulating conversation. So often I get stuck in having only vapid or superficial conversations with people. Which I hate.
We watched a lesbian movie called "loving annabelle" which was not nearly as good as it should have been. Being as sex starved as I am, I wanted to see WAY MORE hot lesbian sex than I actually saw.
We also watched "An Inconvenient Truth" which was sad and horrifying. I fell asleep that night wondering what the world would be like today if Al Gore had actually become president.
We went to a nice little party in Jersey. Jersey = officially has the WORST STREET SIGNAGE EVER. What the fuck is up with those little white posts in the ground that you can't see worth shit? Ridiculous.
But it was really nice to see everyone, and it was nice to get good conversation and good cuddles in.
But then after three and a half hours of sleep I had to wake up to drive back down to VA for work. Which was packed. Why the HELL were there people out shopping on New Years? Seriously. They should have been off sleeping off hangovers. But I got to work with Eric and Sarah, who I adore. Sarah is 17, and gorgeous and adorable and has a HUGE crush on me. Did I mention she is 17? Yeah. I am definitely not for people younger than my little brother, or people who are underage.
Eric is going to come over and watch "The Rage in Placid Lake" with me, even though he is literally not allowed to socialize with his employees. Luckily neither he nor I give a rats ass about stupid rules like that. We'll just have to be hush hush about it.
I just had two guys (people who are actually friends of mine) invite themselves to come visit me under the impression that they will be getting sex out of the deal.
A. Just because I WANT sex, doesn't mean I am going to have sex with YOU.
B. Just because I am a girl, and you are a boy, and we are friends does NOT mean I want to have sex with YOU.
C. Just because you live far away and it would be nice to see you, does NOT mean I am going to have sex with you while you are here.
It is frustrating, because I really do prefer the company of men to the company of women friendshipwise, so it would be nice if I could have friends who didn't just see me as boobs. It is funny to be in a situation where I am thinking that I want to be seen as one of the guys.
I also don't know how to tell them I am not going to have sex with them. I am so bad at hurting people. At least on purpose. I am plenty good at hurting people accidentally. But telling someone something I know will upset them or confuse them? I am quite bad at that. I did tell Oz that it probably wouldn't be a good Idea for him to come visit after all, but now he is confused because I had talked a few months ago about how nice it would be to have him come see me. So now I am going to have to talk to him again and explain in more detail that I am not going to have sex with him.
I am a lot less slutty and a lot more picky than some people seem to think I am.
I got to see halfjack a few days ago, which was really nice. We went to a Mexican restaurant with the word "zen" in the name and worked on crossword puzzles. He had to be somewhere pretty early, so the visit was quite short, but it was still nice. I'd still rather spend time with him than almost everyone else on the planet. Even if 65% of the time I am with him I also want to kick him. And that he makes me stupid.
I miss having a job that has payed christmas. I really liked being payed for doing nothing last year.
My main new years resolution? To get better at orgasming.
P.S.
Dear Justin,
I love you more than perhaps anything on the face of the planet, but please PLEASE stop grabbing my butt. It's annoying.
We watched a lesbian movie called "loving annabelle" which was not nearly as good as it should have been. Being as sex starved as I am, I wanted to see WAY MORE hot lesbian sex than I actually saw.
We also watched "An Inconvenient Truth" which was sad and horrifying. I fell asleep that night wondering what the world would be like today if Al Gore had actually become president.
We went to a nice little party in Jersey. Jersey = officially has the WORST STREET SIGNAGE EVER. What the fuck is up with those little white posts in the ground that you can't see worth shit? Ridiculous.
But it was really nice to see everyone, and it was nice to get good conversation and good cuddles in.
But then after three and a half hours of sleep I had to wake up to drive back down to VA for work. Which was packed. Why the HELL were there people out shopping on New Years? Seriously. They should have been off sleeping off hangovers. But I got to work with Eric and Sarah, who I adore. Sarah is 17, and gorgeous and adorable and has a HUGE crush on me. Did I mention she is 17? Yeah. I am definitely not for people younger than my little brother, or people who are underage.
Eric is going to come over and watch "The Rage in Placid Lake" with me, even though he is literally not allowed to socialize with his employees. Luckily neither he nor I give a rats ass about stupid rules like that. We'll just have to be hush hush about it.
I just had two guys (people who are actually friends of mine) invite themselves to come visit me under the impression that they will be getting sex out of the deal.
A. Just because I WANT sex, doesn't mean I am going to have sex with YOU.
B. Just because I am a girl, and you are a boy, and we are friends does NOT mean I want to have sex with YOU.
C. Just because you live far away and it would be nice to see you, does NOT mean I am going to have sex with you while you are here.
It is frustrating, because I really do prefer the company of men to the company of women friendshipwise, so it would be nice if I could have friends who didn't just see me as boobs. It is funny to be in a situation where I am thinking that I want to be seen as one of the guys.
I also don't know how to tell them I am not going to have sex with them. I am so bad at hurting people. At least on purpose. I am plenty good at hurting people accidentally. But telling someone something I know will upset them or confuse them? I am quite bad at that. I did tell Oz that it probably wouldn't be a good Idea for him to come visit after all, but now he is confused because I had talked a few months ago about how nice it would be to have him come see me. So now I am going to have to talk to him again and explain in more detail that I am not going to have sex with him.
I am a lot less slutty and a lot more picky than some people seem to think I am.
I got to see halfjack a few days ago, which was really nice. We went to a Mexican restaurant with the word "zen" in the name and worked on crossword puzzles. He had to be somewhere pretty early, so the visit was quite short, but it was still nice. I'd still rather spend time with him than almost everyone else on the planet. Even if 65% of the time I am with him I also want to kick him. And that he makes me stupid.
I miss having a job that has payed christmas. I really liked being payed for doing nothing last year.
My main new years resolution? To get better at orgasming.
P.S.
Dear Justin,
I love you more than perhaps anything on the face of the planet, but please PLEASE stop grabbing my butt. It's annoying.
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Let me know if there are any free weekends you have coming up. We should hit NYC.