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raybearI didn't really mean to become a dog person. I didn't plan on being fascinated by every step, wiggle, shake, woof, bowel movement, meal, eye twitch, sleeping position, and small piece evidence of dog neuroses. But I'm always fascinated with how creatures move and interact, and the more different from my own personal experience, the more engaged I become.
I also didn't meant to spend over one hundred dollars as Ikea yesterday. But at least I'll have fewer piles of CD's strewn about the foyer.
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limenal's on friends page and even those who do, I must re-tell the story of last night's adventures in sleeping. At some point in the evening she started to make out with me in my sleep, complete with gropings. I was pleasantly surprised but also remarkably tired and managed to not get too "into it", which is lucky for me since it sort of stopped and started randomly. I did manage to open my eyes at one point to look at her to see if she was awake, and her eyes were indeed open. But they seemed a bit too glassy and unfocused so I decided she wasn't really wanting to have sex. Maybe she was just trying to wake me up so I could keep her company in the bout of insomnia. Later I learned she was pretty much asleep the whole time and dreaming about making out with someone else who later morphed into me.
I feel that perhaps I should be bothered that she was dreaming about someone else while kissing and touching me, but in my own little sleep land, I was interruptingwearemany having an argument with a friend about whether they were actually "together" or not, and she was telling this woman to not put so much into their relationship, to not have so many obligations. I was trying to act like I wasn't listening, but also trying to escape the situation so I wouldn't ruin my chances of possibly scoring with her. Um, yeah. What's up with me being a devious sexually predatory slut in my dreams? In real-life I go to bed with headaches to avoid sexual entanglements and prefer my kissing to be done sober and with drama-free (or drama-removed) individuals.
I may spend my lunch hour napping. I'm still exhausted from this past week and weekend.
I also didn't meant to spend over one hundred dollars as Ikea yesterday. But at least I'll have fewer piles of CD's strewn about the foyer.
For those who don't have
limenal's on friends page and even those who do, I must re-tell the story of last night's adventures in sleeping. At some point in the evening she started to make out with me in my sleep, complete with gropings. I was pleasantly surprised but also remarkably tired and managed to not get too "into it", which is lucky for me since it sort of stopped and started randomly. I did manage to open my eyes at one point to look at her to see if she was awake, and her eyes were indeed open. But they seemed a bit too glassy and unfocused so I decided she wasn't really wanting to have sex. Maybe she was just trying to wake me up so I could keep her company in the bout of insomnia. Later I learned she was pretty much asleep the whole time and dreaming about making out with someone else who later morphed into me. I feel that perhaps I should be bothered that she was dreaming about someone else while kissing and touching me, but in my own little sleep land, I was interrupting
wearemany having an argument with a friend about whether they were actually "together" or not, and she was telling this woman to not put so much into their relationship, to not have so many obligations. I was trying to act like I wasn't listening, but also trying to escape the situation so I wouldn't ruin my chances of possibly scoring with her. Um, yeah. What's up with me being a devious sexually predatory slut in my dreams? In real-life I go to bed with headaches to avoid sexual entanglements and prefer my kissing to be done sober and with drama-free (or drama-removed) individuals. I may spend my lunch hour napping. I'm still exhausted from this past week and weekend.
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Damn you look sexy...
Date: 2002-06-17 12:33 pm (UTC)I'm sure you were wondering.
Re: Damn you look sexy...
Date: 2002-06-17 12:34 pm (UTC)by the way, i took picture of our dog while you were at the bar on saturday night. i'm sure you'll be rushing out to get the photos developed now.
Re: Damn you look sexy...
Date: 2002-06-17 05:23 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-06-17 04:13 pm (UTC)