Weirdness.
Here is an night of ridiculousness from like last weekend or something...
Me with Jeffrey Star eyebrows, drawn on by Eric.
Eric, with creepy man facial hair.
Ick... I'm scary.
Jake pooped out on us.
Ha ha, poetry by your's truely!
I'm feeing a little weird. Not sure why. Here's a little bit... (names have been changed)
So last night Ned came home trashed and professed his love for me, which was comical and random and entertaining and a little silly all at once. Mainly because he's gay. But I appreciated his drunken honesty. Last weekend, Ronald drunkenly professed his love for me too and told me he also, wanted to marry me. Which is weird too. Cause he's my ex-boyfriend's cousin. And not my type. So yeah, boy's tend to love me when they're drunk. It is nice to be loved... if only it didn't take alcohol to get it out of them. Weird. The only boy that admitted to loving me when he was sober wound up to be lying. Hm. I guess that just kinda hurts. Oh well, that is in the past. Oh and then I had this really fucked up dream that my friend Ralph randomly tried to have sex with me and I started laughing, because I thought he was joking around. But then it became apparent that he wasn't kidding, and he got really pissed at me. I told him I didn't know he liked me like that, and that I thought he was more into guys and he became infuriated. He started yelling at me, telling me how obvious it was how he felt and that I was an idoit for not noticing. He was really scaring me in my dream. I thought he was going to beat the shit out of me. He kept trying to fuck me, with no success. It was weird. And unnerving. So I guess I'm just feeling a little off today.
Work is slow. I should start doing some homework.
Me with Jeffrey Star eyebrows, drawn on by Eric.
Eric, with creepy man facial hair.
Ick... I'm scary.
Jake pooped out on us.
Ha ha, poetry by your's truely!
I'm feeing a little weird. Not sure why. Here's a little bit... (names have been changed)
So last night Ned came home trashed and professed his love for me, which was comical and random and entertaining and a little silly all at once. Mainly because he's gay. But I appreciated his drunken honesty. Last weekend, Ronald drunkenly professed his love for me too and told me he also, wanted to marry me. Which is weird too. Cause he's my ex-boyfriend's cousin. And not my type. So yeah, boy's tend to love me when they're drunk. It is nice to be loved... if only it didn't take alcohol to get it out of them. Weird. The only boy that admitted to loving me when he was sober wound up to be lying. Hm. I guess that just kinda hurts. Oh well, that is in the past. Oh and then I had this really fucked up dream that my friend Ralph randomly tried to have sex with me and I started laughing, because I thought he was joking around. But then it became apparent that he wasn't kidding, and he got really pissed at me. I told him I didn't know he liked me like that, and that I thought he was more into guys and he became infuriated. He started yelling at me, telling me how obvious it was how he felt and that I was an idoit for not noticing. He was really scaring me in my dream. I thought he was going to beat the shit out of me. He kept trying to fuck me, with no success. It was weird. And unnerving. So I guess I'm just feeling a little off today.
Work is slow. I should start doing some homework.