#actually scratch that let goldfarts do the cooking
Fucking seriously, though.
Yeah, that homo can cook
at my birthday celebration last weekend we went to this bar in Ohio City and I was recounting to a friend my first time at that bar…there was a bar crawl, met a lovely young lady, we kissed, blah, blah, blah. Well, this friend was surprised that I’ve kissed girls before (I like to kiss girls when I’m drunk, just experimenting with heterosexuality) and I was kind of pissed that she found it to be so outside the realm of possibility. Well, I might have made a comment about “making out” with other girls before. Didn’t really mean “making out” in the sense of there being tongue involved, but you know…Anyways, that elicited an even more shocked expression and I was so miffed that when she pressed for details I might have alluded to having made out with that one girl. Not exactly true, but like, I would have and could have. Is it really that crazy? It’s just kissing.
WARNING: NSFW and may contain gay men, ass, and ass apprectiation
Second date was a success, had so much fun. This guy is so adorable. We went to see Les Mis and after that went back to his apartment and he made dinner, which was fantastic. Also watched another movie and drank some wine.
In sum, we have the same taste in movies, he’s a good cook, likes to drink, is fun to cuddle with, and is a good kisser. ^_^
My parents have only been home for an hour and I’m already going insane. They got off of work early and they haven’t fucking settled down since then. Mom has been nagging everyone and both my parents have been shout-talking since they got home. I just want them to shut up. Oh, and I was nagged by my mom because I didn’t ask my brother to help me shovel. He has friends over, so it would have taken him forever to actually get his ass in gear, then he would have just dicked around instead of actually shoveling; so, it would have taken me longer to do it with his help, why go through that hassle?
I just want to go back to my apartment, drink wine, and watch movies. At least I have a date to look forward to on Friday.
P.S. My brother is 16 and in full teenage angst mode, please make it stop.
you made it yourself, that’s why it’s shitty
Stop making fun of my homemade shirt.