The Arsenal
So my semester is over. I turned in my last major project this afternoon. Then I had a beer in the painting studio. I was supposed to get together with the new boy tonight, but he apparently had to work late, so it didn't happen. So I have proceeded to lay on my couch, watch movies, and drink vodka. Kind of a bummer, actually, but so far I've kept it together. I'm more bored than anything else. It's weird to not have school stuff going on. Not that I'm upset about it. I actually started thinking about all the stuff I want to do now that I don't have assignments to keep me busy.
Anyway, I'm bummed that I didn't get laid tonight. I was really looking forward to it. Seriously, how can a man resist this? I even made promises involving his junk and my mouth. Either I'm not as good as I thought, or he's just weird. That's probably the most powerful thing I have in my arsenal of bribery, and it did absolutely nothing for me today. Dammit.
Anyway, I'm bummed that I didn't get laid tonight. I was really looking forward to it. Seriously, how can a man resist this? I even made promises involving his junk and my mouth. Either I'm not as good as I thought, or he's just weird. That's probably the most powerful thing I have in my arsenal of bribery, and it did absolutely nothing for me today. Dammit.
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