Friday, August 6, 2010

The birds and the bees.. they are wise to the lies

It's late. I'm awake. Actually, for some people, this is early.. because it's half passed 5 in the morning.


I have this issue, where I feel completely apathetic about everything.. I almost just kinda expect things to not work out, so I always just go and make other plans at this point. That's kinda sad, right? I always have a backup, because I know what I REALLY want to do isn't going to happen. So weird. Weirrrd weird weird.


Anyway, I had an impromptu photoshoot with Izzy tonight because I looked really good (for a specific reason) and then after making myself look good, immediately knew that it was gonna be all for nothing, so I called her up and she took some pics of me, and her, Andy, and I all hung out and did our thing like we do. Prior to that, had dinner with the 'rents, picked up a few things, saw my very depressed dog, and then continued with the aforementioned.


Got home about 3:30 a.m. . was standing in my room with the door open and a pretty good looking bearded dude comes down Ash's steps in his boxers.. sees me, freezes, and stutters as to why he's standing in my doorway in his underwear. While it was an awkward situation, I think it was more so for him, and more just plain funny for me. So he ran into the bathroom and I immediately texted "WIN" to Ash, not knowing she was coming down the steps. She sees me, we both hear her phone go off (my text) and she says "Is that you texting me WIN?" HAHAHAHA amazing! YES, YES IT WAS! So bearded dude comes out and sorta slinks by me repeating that it was nice to meet me, over and over as he made his way back up her steps. Priceless. That's all win right there Ash, that's all win. At least one of us is getting something in this house tonight.


So, anyway, I should get to bed.. I have to start going to bed at a normal time.. hahaha.. funny. Me, normal time, right.


Oh, and as I side note.. I am so addicted to the song "The Mission" by Puscifer featuring Milla Jovovitch.. it's like pure sex to my eardrums. I must have more.


rock, out.

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