I'm going fishing tomorrow morning with my Dad. He just finally got back into town after another of his long vacations. The fishing is supposed to be excellent right now, and with the cold front blowing in Wednesday morning, tomorrow should be a killer day.
I need to haul ass to the grocery store to buy a few pounds of fresh shrimp and some packaged beef kidneys (the two best catfish baits in the world, believe it or not...fresh water catfish never encounter shrimp, but somehow they just love them...it's weird that they have no genetic marker to recognize this food, but they go wild for it nonetheless). While I'm there I'm going to buy a ton of lunch meat and cheese and bread and other foodstuffs for myself.
The only problem is I'm pretty righteously stoned at the moment. I haven't smoked the entire day (
!!!), and the only way I'm holding out is because I'm so fucking stoned on these pills. Oddly enough, they are doing absolutely nothing to help my neck pain. Go figure.
Plus I need to go replace a refrigerator tonight - something I am not looking forward too, but need to do anyways. I told the girl (the one I am incredibly smitten with) that I'd do it while she's at work, but I'll do it around six or so when she's home so she can handle her fucking dogs for me. Last thing I need is to be responsible for one of her dogs running out into the street and getting hit by a car while I'm lugging a hundred pound appliance into her tiny little house. That would REALLY kill my chances of sleeping with her, let me tell ya.
Nah, I won't sleep with her. I had the chance but didn't take it because she is my tenant. Come to find out that it's perfectly acceptable for me to do that (according to the otherwise prude of an owner of that house). Now I got my girl back, so it wouldn't be right for me to be playing around with her. But I really want to. She is a fucking vixen, a modern day siren. This skinny little, yet somehow still full bodied, Mexican chica with sexy piercings. Probably not the most beautiful woman in the world to most, but I find her breathtaking. And she's just cool. She's had a hell of a hard life, much like my own, and she is fucking smart, too. She's also dedicated - she works her ass off to provide her little girl with a better life then she ever had, and she doesn't depend on a man to help her. I have more respect for that then I could ever properly convey. Whenever I come by her house to do anything, even if we are both super busy (like yesterday), we end up spending an hour (at least) just talking. I was late to three appointments yesterday cause I spent an hour just talking to her. And her sister was calling her every five minutes to come pick her up, but she didn't want to leave either.
This women is trouble.....and I like it!
I like playing with fire, if only because I'm so good at not getting burned...maybe a little singed hair, but never burned.
I need to haul ass to the grocery store to buy a few pounds of fresh shrimp and some packaged beef kidneys (the two best catfish baits in the world, believe it or not...fresh water catfish never encounter shrimp, but somehow they just love them...it's weird that they have no genetic marker to recognize this food, but they go wild for it nonetheless). While I'm there I'm going to buy a ton of lunch meat and cheese and bread and other foodstuffs for myself.
The only problem is I'm pretty righteously stoned at the moment. I haven't smoked the entire day (
!!!), and the only way I'm holding out is because I'm so fucking stoned on these pills. Oddly enough, they are doing absolutely nothing to help my neck pain. Go figure.
Plus I need to go replace a refrigerator tonight - something I am not looking forward too, but need to do anyways. I told the girl (the one I am incredibly smitten with) that I'd do it while she's at work, but I'll do it around six or so when she's home so she can handle her fucking dogs for me. Last thing I need is to be responsible for one of her dogs running out into the street and getting hit by a car while I'm lugging a hundred pound appliance into her tiny little house. That would REALLY kill my chances of sleeping with her, let me tell ya.
Nah, I won't sleep with her. I had the chance but didn't take it because she is my tenant. Come to find out that it's perfectly acceptable for me to do that (according to the otherwise prude of an owner of that house). Now I got my girl back, so it wouldn't be right for me to be playing around with her. But I really want to. She is a fucking vixen, a modern day siren. This skinny little, yet somehow still full bodied, Mexican chica with sexy piercings. Probably not the most beautiful woman in the world to most, but I find her breathtaking. And she's just cool. She's had a hell of a hard life, much like my own, and she is fucking smart, too. She's also dedicated - she works her ass off to provide her little girl with a better life then she ever had, and she doesn't depend on a man to help her. I have more respect for that then I could ever properly convey. Whenever I come by her house to do anything, even if we are both super busy (like yesterday), we end up spending an hour (at least) just talking. I was late to three appointments yesterday cause I spent an hour just talking to her. And her sister was calling her every five minutes to come pick her up, but she didn't want to leave either.
This women is trouble.....and I like it!
I like playing with fire, if only because I'm so good at not getting burned...maybe a little singed hair, but never burned.
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edited because I used the wrong homophone, and that's not right.
[Edited on Dec 13, 2004 5:59PM]