Listening to: washing machine serenade.
Feeling: leftout
Saturday, 11:25 a.m.
 Come Here, Little Sister
....Let me chew on your arm.
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12:56 p.m.
Pictures in magazines I want to cut out and glue to a piece of paper and hang on my wall are unavailable for my use and amusement.
There are funny red bumps on my arms and stomach and even some on my legs.
I want to be pretty but I don't know how.
Looking in house and garden magazines while I wait for my turn on the computer, I imagine I live in these perfect, immaculate, stylish houses. The artwork on the walls, the cute little knick knacks, the vases of flower arrangements. The Italian leather sofas, the Persian rugs, the red brick fireplaces, the mahogany tables. Clean white carpets and spotless ivory walls and gargantuan sparkling windows overlooking trimmed and controlled gardens.
It's like an effing fairy tale, and fairy tails are hard to find.
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4:47 p.m.
I keep picturing us at the airport.
Kajsa and I will be driving to Seattle, I think, going to school there and whatnot. Pick you up at the aero port. I'm in my brown corduroys and favorite white shirt. I'm holding a cardboard sign around my neck.
It says "Sexy Ninja Pirate Hybrid."
You come with a messenger bag full of clothes down the escalator (I assume there's an escalator). My heart's racing and I hope yours is too.
I'll know you from your face and your skirt.
I'll hope you have that pinstriped suit somewhere in your luggage.
You walk slowly towards me.
You'll know me from my face and my sign and my pants.
I fling off the sign and run into your arms and Kajsa will stand there filming.
I'll kiss your cheek and you'll kiss my lips and this is our Movie Script Ending.
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5:32 p.m.
I always loved the response I got when I licked his neck.
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10:43 p.m.
I enjoy the theatre. I saw a play tonight. It was really funny. I enjoyed it a lot. The Indian Restaurant we went to tonight was also not bad. Nice atmosphere and whatnot. Blah blah blah. It was an okay night overall.
OH MY GOD.
One of the Canadian divers in the 'Lympics has the SV team swimsuit from '03-'04 season! Aah! only minus the SV on the front. It's the same colors and design. Speedo. It's awesome.
Hehehehehehe.
The lead in the play I saw tonight reminded me of Scott. Just the way he looked. He was like a tall Scott with blonde hair and an accent.
I miss him, you know.
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10:53 p.m.
I also liked the response I got when I massaged his back.
But I had more fun licking his neck.
jes*
Or does this mysterious uber-beau wear skirts?
=P
And yeah, licking his neck would adhere a response of loving proportions. xD
And the chances of someone coming across it that knows you are virtually nil.
*sing song voice* Come on Theresa.... =P
I guess they are good though becuase then you can have something to look forward to and hope for.
hahaha..licking is always funny. wierd, but funny.
~craig