Anita is sick.
REAL SICK...
Like didn't go to work, hasn't been able to get out of bed except to vomit, sick
it's icky.
On the plus side, since B (thus ruling earl's house out) is sick and i have only so many friends, i'm shacking up with mark for time being... i hope anita never gets better... Alright that's a tad dramatic. I shouldn't be so creepy/stalker-ish especially since as far as we're (read: he's) concerned we're just friends...
but how can you be friends with this?!?
alright so that's an exaggeration, but for serious, he's got a great body... and if that were all he had then i think i'd be over him, but we've got a history. that goosebumps like when he first touched me history... and i realise that the more i hang out with him the more similar we are.
Like, we both have a strange karmic attraction to the number 11... i'm trying to think of some other's that sound less crazy but all i can think of is our love of olives or other stupid things...
anyway...
i'm gonna go meet up w/ him... hope the secks is fantastic
i still need a signoff
And the Oscar goes to...
13 years ago
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