funny i don't have no... honey tonight
closely escaped humiliating moment earlier. while dancing around my room in my under garments brushing my teeth, under the impression that i was hte only person home, my music was up so loud that i was unable to hear the return of two of my housemates + boyfriend. i made a brief exit of my room so that i might return with some water, only to make a rapid re-entrance in persuit of a shirt. it's a damned good thing that one of them didn't come a knockin. phew. of that we have quite a few windows in our house so that the reflection of one hairless boy in the living room reached my eyeballs before i made it all the way down the hallway. i guess it wouldn't have been that bad... my bra does cover more skin than i show at the beach (which is easy as i show all of my skin at the beach) but there is a certain amount of romance involved in knowing that your roommate's boyfriend has never seen you partially naked.
you know you're in a bad state when you opt to stay up a little later and clean the bathroom, just incase somebody might call and have something interesting to do/tell you. hmmm. i really should go to sleep. unfortunately for me, my twenty-five minute nap turned into two hours and twenty-five minutes earlier. this night can only lead to, well, interesting things.
don't think the roommate is returning home tonight. tomorrow is her morning to sleep in and i'm thinking she'll want to do that at boy's house. what to do with the whole room to myself. maybe i should sleep naked. i haven't done that in a very very very long time. well, since summertime when it was just too hot to sleep in clothing when i have this complex concerning not sleeping with a blanket over me. although sleeping naked by yourself is never as fun as sleeping naked with somebody else. then you get to spoon. i could enlist marissa, only she'd have to keep her clothing on because i'm not so sure about sleeping naked with her. but the thing is, well, last time we spooned it just wasn't the same. she has boobies. it feels different. i like boys better, i think.
i guess that might be the way nature intended it. but it leaves me in a tough spot.
i think i'll read some art history. that'll put me to sleep.
you know you're in a bad state when you opt to stay up a little later and clean the bathroom, just incase somebody might call and have something interesting to do/tell you. hmmm. i really should go to sleep. unfortunately for me, my twenty-five minute nap turned into two hours and twenty-five minutes earlier. this night can only lead to, well, interesting things.
don't think the roommate is returning home tonight. tomorrow is her morning to sleep in and i'm thinking she'll want to do that at boy's house. what to do with the whole room to myself. maybe i should sleep naked. i haven't done that in a very very very long time. well, since summertime when it was just too hot to sleep in clothing when i have this complex concerning not sleeping with a blanket over me. although sleeping naked by yourself is never as fun as sleeping naked with somebody else. then you get to spoon. i could enlist marissa, only she'd have to keep her clothing on because i'm not so sure about sleeping naked with her. but the thing is, well, last time we spooned it just wasn't the same. she has boobies. it feels different. i like boys better, i think.
i guess that might be the way nature intended it. but it leaves me in a tough spot.
i think i'll read some art history. that'll put me to sleep.
posted by The Smart Pineapple at 23:02
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