let's talk about sex, baby
woah. i dont like that i just had to wait to add this. i guess i should appreciate the freeness of the whole thing, but instead i almost fell to the floor and threw a tantrum.
i noticed that i have not updated in 1 billion 3 hundred days. well, my life is not that exciting i guess. i've been whoring it up at the bar, making out with some guy on new year's (which later led to a "fight" between erica and i), hanging out with people that i haven't seen in a year, and almost getting in a bar fight in canada. all a bit drab.
what was i supposed to be doing on break? planning units upon units for my student teaching, catching up on sleep, writing thank-yous, and saving money. even less exciting that what transpired.
i wish break was at least twice at long, that i was still an undergrad student with no classes that carried over between semesters, and that i could get drunk a hell of a lot more. *also, that the green, brown, blue, black, and other assorted color bruises that i acquired would disappear. these bruises remind me of some good wrestling fun (apparentla i should quit my current life and join the wwf), but they are very painful and ugly.
anyway, i'm falling asleep sitting at an empty work. i see no point is staying here. if i could have wild passionate sex with one inanimate object, it would have to be my bed. i love it that much. so while i leave you with such a beautiful image in your mind, i'm going to sleep in my bed.