Friday the 13th

Mine sucked.  How was yours?

So I totally fucked up.  Yeah, I was supposed to get laid between 4pm and 7 pm, but I mis-heard him and ended up coming too late.  I almost threw my cell phone against the wall.  Yesterday I was talking to him as I rode down the road, a road that is notorius for dropping calls and cutting people out in very important spots.  I asked him when he worked, and he said seven to two, so come over between four and seven.  I heard him say he worked four till seven.  I asked him three times before I quit trying.  I showed up at seven to find out my error.  What a sad day.

Besides that I ran out of drugs and I could not find ANYONE.  *Sigh*  I was so crabby.  If you believe pot is not addictive, THINK AGAIN.  I don't care what you say.  If you woke up in my shoes this morning, you would have cried.  The pain I go through when I have to live life fully conscious is horrible.  Indescribable.

I was really snappy today(Friday), and then not to get any, and no drugs!  Bad bad day.

Oh my God!  I forgot to tell you about FWB.  So he came over today, unexpected.  I told him I had plans, he asked what, I told him.  You knwo what he said?  He said he would wait at my house for me to get home from SI's.  So I went, got bummed out, walked back.  When I was settled in the house, (FWB is watching me the whole time,) he asks me "Well, was it everything you had dreamed it would be?"  And the look on his face was like, hurt-disbelief.  I told him what happened.  He giggled at me, and we smoked a bowl.  And later tonight(it still being Friday for me), he told me if I got a job, he would have to kill me.  Just jokingly, but I saw it in his face.  I don't know what to do.  I think I should stop having sex with him.  I am trying to think of the best way to make sure his feelings cool down.  I know he doesn't want to want to be with me.  I can see him fighting it.  I know he does not want me to bring it up at all.  I know for a fact that if I were to bring it up, I would push him away.  You have to understand that this is my FRIEND.  I am not talking about him being my lover, or boyfriend or anything.  We have been friends since sixth grade.  I am soooooo comfortable just fucking him, talking about stupid daily shit, smoking, checking out girls.

Which reminds me that one of my friends is going to service my backend soon.  His girlfriend won't do it, cuz she is the coldest bitch I have ever known.  And FWB won't for whatever reason.  So, we are taking care of two needs at once. 

So what did we learn today folks?  Weed is bad, mmkay? 

Ladies:  If you don't fullfill your mans needs, don't cry when they get it somewhere esle.

Men:  If a lady wants you to put it in her butt, do so at once.

4:49 AM - Jan. 14, 2006 - post comment

Have you ever told him...

I wanna just be "friends" like we have been for the past x years? I wanna smoke bowls with you and, whatever...But if you ever try to convince me that this friendship is ever going to be more than that, then, as far as I am concerned, 'you are dead meat on a stick.' You better stab that idea right now and kill it...or get outta my house!...etc...etc...

Have you been that blunt?

Steve - 10:46 PM - Jan. 14, 2006

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Nope. Can't say that I have.
Seems mean. Hehe.

Anonymous - 12:43 AM - Jan. 15, 2006