Jose is sexually frustrated and posting porn on my blog.
How tasteful of him.
And get a much-needed nights rest,
but midnight Golden Girls is on and I can’t stop eating egg salad.
I’m in such a Stamitz mood, but Mussorgsky is begging my undivided attention.
WHATEVER SHALL I DO?
I didn’t have any panic attacks or tears in today’s exam, though I’ve been nervous and sick over it. All went smoothly.
Afterwards I went over to Sarah’s, smoked a bowl and soaked up some sun, took a dip in the chilly water, ordered some pizza, and just relaxed for a bit. Jose then picked me up and we spent the afternoon together. I got to see someone make ice cream, and I wanna try it myself.
I wanna practice but it’s late and everyones sleeping. Though I don’t have to shower tonight because I showered at Sarah’s earlier today, hurray~
Growing up, this is how I envisioned myself.