mandymo

Thanks everyone, for your kind words. I am back in the TO and hope everyone had a blast at TOprom.


In a nutshell, my weekend was a big bag of dinks.


On Friday I went to the Maple Leaf Tavern for an art show featuring mainly male centred short films. Most of it was pornography with some less than mediocre editing in of random shit. The highlight was an old white guy fucking an uninterested and pregnant black woman from the side (for effect, I suppose.) I don't mean to be a prude, but for motherfucking hell (no pun intended), what do people learn at OCAD?


Anyways, I ran into this painter dude that I fucked awhile back and he was an ass. Of course, I was planning on being a bitch but I'm pissed that he got to be an ass first. Fuck 'um. His dick was less than a hand full.


On Saturday I worked a double and came home to several messages from Chris. He thinks he's my boyfriend. He's trying too hard and not hard enough all at the same time. There are so many things that make him unappealing and I don't know why I keep fucking with it. I want better, can do better, and deserve better so what is my problem?

Well he came down, weedless and useless. I bought beer and we went back to my place. He stayed too long today. I bought flowers.


We also interviewed roomates and here is a sample of some questions:


1. What kind of music do you like?

2. How often are you at home?

3. If you are going to meet someone is it more likely that you will be late, on time, or early?

4. When I say the words "rave on", would you think, "Buddy Holly and the Crickets" or "my lifestyle?"

5. On a scale of 13.5-18.9, how big are your feet?


I got a call yesterday from a dude that only wanted to move in if I was into spanking him and making him wash my clothes. I thought about it for awhile. Hummm...slave? I decided against it since it might put a damper on my ridiculus love life.