04 May, 2004
(don't you know we all wanna get married)
(also subtitled as- I like the codey bits that are just for you)
(subsubsubtitled as The Television Distracted Me From Our Moment Of Truth)
two hour long massage.
I'm positive she saw my bits. I was scared they were going to make noises or something.
at home in california there's love of my days with poison ivy (I always thought it was Boys On Ivy)
and there's the soothing ocean between-thinking maybe he could start swimming?
that'll teach him to go on hikes without me.
does he KNOW I made that happen?
I know I'll express send myself with a bottle of pinetarsol- that evil EVIL smelling piney tarish smelling stuff- thus the imaginative name-
and run a bath before he knows that he has one- or has a me- and then we'll live happily ever after.
Yes I paid 100 dollars to be relaxed enough to come up with that plan.
Now I'm off to my first night of class of screen printing. I am supposed to take 'rags' with me. I don't know what for or what kind.
Its about as serious as things can get tonight without me crumbling into a warm massage oiled gal.