been working a lot. every cactus show plus time spent at groppi's. sunday was a much needed day off to relax and get my home front back together.
but saturday night had some unexpected fun. k2 hit cactus at last call and took me out to the afterbar after collecting my $$$$. everyone there was crazily drunk and she & i camped on a couch, sucked down some blatz, and talked on the fringe of the chaos.
i don't know how to drive stick, so k2, too drunk to drive, got us back to my place for a heavy konk. waking up with the girl you like = priceless.
we met up later that night for smoothies at her house and a screening of eternal sunshine. lots of laughs during the smoothies, but the movie left me feeling shattered, and the 3am bike ride home was no fun in the cold with a confused ticker under my ribcage.
i feel like a safecracker with her. i'm slowly unlocking each tumbler one by one. her vault is made of the coldest hardest steel on the market, she's locked herself in because everytime she's ventured out she's been shit on by wolves in sheeps clothes. she even admitted to me that i'm wearing her down, and as patient as i am, it's still frustrating. now normally i wouldn't put this kind of effort into an uphill battle, but this girl is extremely likable. i've made miles of progress but she's reluctant to believe i'm sincere, when fact is, i'm more myself here in 2004 than i have ever been.
eh, i just needed to vent about this. we'll see each other tonight at 90210 and we'll see how it goes. ciao bella!
but saturday night had some unexpected fun. k2 hit cactus at last call and took me out to the afterbar after collecting my $$$$. everyone there was crazily drunk and she & i camped on a couch, sucked down some blatz, and talked on the fringe of the chaos.
i don't know how to drive stick, so k2, too drunk to drive, got us back to my place for a heavy konk. waking up with the girl you like = priceless.
we met up later that night for smoothies at her house and a screening of eternal sunshine. lots of laughs during the smoothies, but the movie left me feeling shattered, and the 3am bike ride home was no fun in the cold with a confused ticker under my ribcage.
i feel like a safecracker with her. i'm slowly unlocking each tumbler one by one. her vault is made of the coldest hardest steel on the market, she's locked herself in because everytime she's ventured out she's been shit on by wolves in sheeps clothes. she even admitted to me that i'm wearing her down, and as patient as i am, it's still frustrating. now normally i wouldn't put this kind of effort into an uphill battle, but this girl is extremely likable. i've made miles of progress but she's reluctant to believe i'm sincere, when fact is, i'm more myself here in 2004 than i have ever been.
eh, i just needed to vent about this. we'll see each other tonight at 90210 and we'll see how it goes. ciao bella!
I think k2 needs a new moniker. I feel like you are risking a bad karma overlap or something. You need like a clean nomenclature slate or whatever.
Gimme a call and we'll get some 'tails.
I know what you mean about the safe-cracker thing.
I've been with this girl for a while, and if she wern't just so damned kickass I would really have an issue with her having a vagina like a steal trap. She doesn't even really like to make out, really, which is much worse than not having sex, which I could deal with, realistically.
She gots the intimacy issues, I been with her for a while, still, we don't really even make out all that much. We have a good time, hang out, shoot the shit, but y'know, nothing. It would be a very fullfilling relationship if I didn't have a penis.
I should say, it IS a very fullfilling relationship, but I have a penis.
Hey, can you get my into cactus even though I'm underage?
Holy fuck man, I can't wait till I turn 21. I can go to thailand and drink a bunch there, I can join the fucking army, but I can't have a beer.
I may not be the most mature guy in the world, but I'm a mature 20, and damn it, I need a beer.