aura-chic's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- my lovely evening i've been seeing this cop for a while. mind, when i say seeing, i mean screwing. i have a hard time committing to more. can't help it. i will try to refrain from using his name. he wouldn't like that too much. so i'll call him cop or pig. whichever pops into my head first. You know i guess we are friends, but he works a lot. like 20 hrs a day, and he's also a single dad. so it makes it difficult to get together, also i live 2 hours away now. but we are both willing to drive that distance(great sex) so it's not really a big deal. but it makes it difficult to do spur of the moment things. but the thing is, i like never hear from him, which is totally cool, but i like talking to him, because he makes me laugh. but i am somewhat of a sex addict. and i need it a lot. tmi!!! i know and i'm sorry. just had to explain. but i would feel bad sleeping with ANYONE pretty much in this town. deathly afraid of it actually. and while we have an open relationship(no relationship really just sex), i just feel weird about it. see i wasn't kidding when i said i was adhd. anyway. i though maybe i should tell you about my adventures the other night. well i had a slight run in with jose cuervo, we used to be good friends, but then i couldn't afford him anymore. when i say slight, i mean completely drunk. i was watching conan o'brien, and thought it would be a good idea to take a shower, regardless of the fact that my motor skills were that of maybe a snail. so i get the shower going, take a step into the tub, get one foot down, lift the other one, wham, first foot decides it's not going to stand. so i grab for the wall no help. i fall giggling at first (still drunk) until i hit my head first on the tiled wall, and then on the porcelain tub. at this point i've passed out, moving on, now i'm just blinded for a while, with the thought..what the fuck? today, i'm in extreme pain. i do believe my head will either explode, or divorce me. not sure. but if it does, as the awful country songs say, it will get the house the dog, and the truck. i kind of wish it would leave. or shut up one. hehe. i'm sure many people have those thoughts about their spouses....hehe. bringing me to my beginning statement as to why i don't like committment. ok i think i'm gonna stop writing, and do some other activity. by the way. nothing exciting in the phone sex world..... ttfn. :)!! 3:01 p.m. - 2002-12-18 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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