you’ve probably been wondering where i’ve been all weekend. a romantic getaway? a religious retreat? backpacking? mountain biking? pole dancing in the washington d.c. metro?
i wish.
my weekend was fair as far as weekends go. friday night was uneventful. i started out optimistic and lit some candles for a night of grooming. you can imagine my insufferable sadness when i found out my clippers broke after less than a year of ownership! i guess they weren’t durable enough for my tough demands.
after that, there was nothing left to do but drink beer and pass out on my front porch with a lit cigarette in my mouth. i woke up on my back at 4am with ashes all over my face and my landlord’s boot on my throat.
i guess i’m not what they bargained for.
they got over it when i went on and broke em’ off wit a lil’ preview of the remix.
saturday was pretty great. i had a fantastic afternoon in my apartment foggin’ windows up and thuggin’ it out. but no food. so to julio’s for enchiladas which seemed especially good that day. even as tizzle and i were still in the middle of our meals, we were already looking forward to going back the next day for some more bliss. but when we returned on sunday, julio’s was closed!
the only thing that could make up for it was a chile relleno at serrano’s.
some other stuff happened but i’m afraid it does not concern you. and after all, some things are best left unexplained. i mean, how does one explain the experience of a triple cumshot? or a perfect ice cream sandwich? or a paris and nicole sandwich? this i leave to the real writers of the world.
today feels too drab to think about the orgasmatron without actually taking a ride in the orgasmatron. things started out so well. i got up early and had a nice bike ride. but when i got home i realized i stupidly left the refrigerator open a smidge overnight and i fjeared the condition of my eggs and milk — my early morning jumpstart devices. by the time i showered and went to the heb and got back i was so hungry that i hastily stuffed my face full of leftover chile relleno. it was sooo good. now i feel sooo tired.
no matter what happens, i’m gong to see “Love Actually” before the week’s end. i’ve been dying to see it since it came out, and something always gets in the way. but today i realized that my current actor-crush, Martin Freeman (Tim on BBC’s “The Office”), has a small role in the film. now i’m super determined. but more importantly, this week is already in desparate need of some comedy.
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