there's just something to be said for an MD on an empty stomach. especially when you've forgotten your cigarettes and shades. damn sun, what the hell.

i met K-Dave's parents last night. it wasn't so bad. they seem to be friendly. K-Dave's room is pretty interesting. i like his bed altho it has a direction problem.

the problem with air con is that it's cold. cold makes nipples hard. i guess this isn't always a bad thing. sometimes i like to wear a tight shirt and sit in a breast emphasizing way which makes nipples quite obvious. i did that one day in my boring lit class. i know, i'm so bad, but i had to stay awake some how.

K-Dave has an awesome body, major fantasy material. love his arms. haven't seen his back yet but i probably can't handle that just yet. probably wouldn't be able to control myself. i could just stare at his all day. he doesn't have to talk because he's just there to look at and maybe i could uh, touch him sometimes cuz uh yah. hehehe no i'm just kidding about not talking, i love his voice. mmm yummy.

NOTICE OF AN OFFICIAL NAME CHANGE: from here on, roommate is known as mo fo.

today at work i made a bong from an MD bottle. what would happen if you used MD instead of water. maybe i should try. jello in the bong.

once i was in towers with CJ and his friends when i found this book called the 90s guide to sex or something like that. in it was a section about penises. it said the last thing a guy does before he goes to sleep and the first thing he does when he wakes up is toke. no just kidding. he touches his dick. the first morning here in our new place i came out into mo fo's room/livingroom and mo fo was sleeping. he had his pillow right over his shorts with his hand under the pillow, and smile on his face. he moved a little bit and suddenly his smile got even bigger...i didn't wanna know what he was dreaming about. now every morning i can't help but notice that mo fo's hand is always on his dick. guess twice a day isn't enuff for him.

i was so tired today at work...i slept for a solid hour and a half i think. it was prety neat. i love my job.