fumblinglust's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Royally Fucked Oh I may have royally fucked myself. Remember the guy from work that I'm not really attracted to, but I really, really like? We got way too drunk at work tonight and he was all over me. He asked if I wanted to go to the midnight showing of Clockwork Orange at the Egyptian tonight. I said yeah, but then started to get second thoughts. I hadn't shaved my legs in a week, I have a deorderant stain on my shirt from where I missed this morning, I'm sweaty from a night of slaving over a hot stove, I'm sloppy drunk, I need to take medication at 12. All in all, not hot today. I wouldn't want to have sex with me. So I slipped out of work and only telling one person. I always do this to myself. I slip out at the last minute. This could have been my one chance. Beggers can't be choosers. What am I thinking? We're both drunk, it would have sucked anyway. Oh god. I'll fuck him on Halloween. I'll be shaved and pretty smelling. Ha, watch, I won't get laid then either. I call it now. 11:29 p.m. - 2003-10-11 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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