My skin is so dry. I looked at my upper arms this morning and wondered when all the ash blew in. So I lubed up this morning, and then went to go get my check-up. You know, the one that all sexually active men should. All's well.
The PA who serviced me today was very cute. 38 from Tennessee. Mark is his name with crystal blue eyes... like that icy, crystal blue. His puppy, Buddy, is 17 years old and keeping him up at night because he's slowly dying. Mark got kinda choked up. It was cute, endearing, and the poor dog. I thought about saying that at least he got 17 good years but decided to let it drop. I'm trying to learn the art of silence. All went well. We talked about David Sedaris, of course Amy and on the tip of my tongue was if maybe I'd see him out sometime. But I didn't. You don't ask the man who just felt you up, probed you for bacteria, and drew blood if you'll see him around. Do you believe in love at first sight? It's an illusion...
Besides, I know that right now it was just my need for a band aid. I need someone to tell me Let's forget your life, forget your problems, administration, bills, and loads. Come with me (in the evidence of its brilliance). I am listening to a lot of Confessions these days. I hadn't listened to a song for quite sometime from that album, listening (when I listen to Madonna) to the 2 new songs, or Ray of Light or stuff from her first two albums, Borderline being a favorite of mine right now. You just keep on pushing my love over the borderline.
There's this guy. He's young, and he likes me. He needs to know that those are two detrimental attributes right now. If I have it, I don't want it. But if I can't have it, then I want it badly. Well, actually that's not the case so much. It just seems that right now I'm not meant to have another in my life acting as boyfriend or lover. I think I would like it. But it needs to be the right guy. I've been around long enough that I feel I'm not going to settle. If he doesn't meet my requirements or excel beyond them, then I don't want him. I've met a few that I'd love to love. And despite myself I do love them. But the number is very small. I think I know enough between something that feels real and something that feels fleeting.
I started reading A Picture of Dorian Gray. Could it be anymore gay? But all the same, I like it. I especially like to be reading novels again. It adds a dimension to my life that I once enjoyed but since have forgotten. It will take awhile for me to get back to cogitating like I think I once used to.
And my car got egged last night. One egg that dug unto the hood of my car. Hooray. I would kill the little bitches if I ever could pin them down in the haystack. Maybe not kill but definitely make sure they knew and felt my rage, if not from me, then certainly their apathetic, terrible parents, or the police, or my car... lol... that nice thought I will leave with you.
Connect to the sky future lovers rise their ambition high, would you like to try? Let me be your guide put aside your pride future lovers hide love inside their eyes. Not controlled by time future lovers shine for eternity in a world that's free. Put away your past love will never last if you're holding on to a dream that's gone. I'm going to tell you about love. Would you like to try?
We'd be good, we'd be great together.
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