Tonight was a good night. I met some folks, got a name to drop to get into a 21 and up gay bar, laughed until I peed myself, drank a little bit of alkeyhawl, played Condom Balloon Volleyball in public, and wrote about this blog in a couple bathrooms and train stops. However, Taekwondo kicked my mother fucking ass last night and so I've had trouble doing simple things such as walking all day. But that just made for good conversation starter, so yay!
I'm gonna try to go back downtown tomorrow though. Get the boy to come along. All we do is I go over to his house, maybe he comes over to my house. And I love his company and I know that should be enough, but I just wanna change it up a little. One fun outside-of-the-norm thing should really satisfy me for a few weeks, so yeah. I also need to pick up me birth control. Damn babies!
Oh, a sign in a bathroom taught me a valuable lesson and I'm going to pass it on to you kind folks tonight and then get some stuff done before bed: Don't Put Babies in Mr. Toilet Because Babies Don't Belong in Mr. Toilet.
Friday, March 09, 2007
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