I lost my shoes...
Ok, I thought I was just having an allergy attack, but I took my Allegra which generally does the trick, and it did nothing. So now I think I'm actually sick. I don't have time be sick! Waah.
I really liked Temple last night. I felt very welcomed. It seemed like a real community. The Temple itself was a simple house of worship. I've never been comfortable in ostentatious churches.
The lesbian took it pretty well, so that's a relief.
I saw Tin Foil Man last night. It was kinda weird because he made it very clear we can't be having sex because he's with Dreadlock Girl now. We were hanging out at these cool cliffs overlooking the ocean, the kind of place teenagers go to to drink beer and make out. It safer than it sounds but getting there involves walking over uneven rocks, and of course I was wearing these huge ass platform sandals. I think Tin Foil Man thought he would be helpful when he offered to carry my sandals for me, but he managed to lose one of them on the way back to the car, so I took the other one and threw it over the cliff because, really, what am I going to do with one platform shoe? So then I had to go home barefoot. I was asleep before my head hit the pillow at about 1:30 am. I was woken up at 7 am today by the buzzsaw next door. The people next door are doing something to their house. Nice.
In case I forgot to mention it, when I did my last porn shoot a couple of weeks ago, the leading man and I improvised all of the dialogue in Shakespearean English for no apparent reason. I'm serious. He was a really good improviser. It was way funny.
I really liked Temple last night. I felt very welcomed. It seemed like a real community. The Temple itself was a simple house of worship. I've never been comfortable in ostentatious churches.
The lesbian took it pretty well, so that's a relief.
I saw Tin Foil Man last night. It was kinda weird because he made it very clear we can't be having sex because he's with Dreadlock Girl now. We were hanging out at these cool cliffs overlooking the ocean, the kind of place teenagers go to to drink beer and make out. It safer than it sounds but getting there involves walking over uneven rocks, and of course I was wearing these huge ass platform sandals. I think Tin Foil Man thought he would be helpful when he offered to carry my sandals for me, but he managed to lose one of them on the way back to the car, so I took the other one and threw it over the cliff because, really, what am I going to do with one platform shoe? So then I had to go home barefoot. I was asleep before my head hit the pillow at about 1:30 am. I was woken up at 7 am today by the buzzsaw next door. The people next door are doing something to their house. Nice.
In case I forgot to mention it, when I did my last porn shoot a couple of weeks ago, the leading man and I improvised all of the dialogue in Shakespearean English for no apparent reason. I'm serious. He was a really good improviser. It was way funny.