Walking, Sandwiches, Stories, Sam's, Phone Calls, Feet.
4:53 p.m. on 2005-07-04

Uhh, I have just WALKED home from work in the RAIN.
I don't understand why I walked.. I think I have gone insane o___O
Mike phoned me at work:

Mike - "Do you want me to pick you up from work on my way home today?"

Me - "Naw, I think I'll walk, I need to clear my head."

Mike - "Are you okay?"

Me - "Yeah, my head's just feeling all muddled and crazy. I'll see you later tater!"

Mike - "Uhh, okay.. It's raining, you know that right?"

Me - "It might stop.. Uh, I'll.. Put a hat on."

Did I have a hat?

No, of course I didn't!

Was it raining?

Yes, yes it was.

It's not like it's some amazingly short walk either.
I don't understand my logic.
Maybe it's because I don't have to worry about my hair now it's short.. o_O

Anyway!

Work was cool, but no one would go to get food for lunch, so I stood around making everyone sandwiches -_-
Tomato Ketchup sandwiches..
And that is because I am a amazingly nice person!

I wrote a story last night >___< I don't actually hate it, which is weird for something I've written.
I think it could be improved in some areas, but to be fair, I was up until 2am writing it.
I think it's allowed to be bad in some places.
But over all, yeah, I don't hate it, so it can't be THAT bad.. Can it?

Sam has gone away until Friday ::Pouts::
Going to miss the silly little geek!
I mean, he's my number one fan! Who else is going to praise my poetry and writing and be my groupie?!
He said he's going to call me as much as he can.. But.. Uhh.. I wont hold out for that.
If it happens - Great! If not, I'll just have expected it, so it'll be okay.

Saving the best until last - I called Naddy last night!
I don't even remember what we talked about.. I think I went at 4am though..?

"Where you goin'? Where you goin'? Where you goin'? I'm gonna follow you.. Where you goin'? Where you goin'? I miss you.. Where you goin'?" - Me.

---

"When someone says pubes I just think of James Murphey's pubes.. Don't you?!" - Naddy.

"Well yeah, of course.. Who doesn't?!" - Me.

---

"Can we have a girly chat?" - Naddy.

"Uhh.. Haha, okay!" - Me.

"So.. When a guy comes.. Do you like the cum like.. Over your body, or in your mouth..?" - Naddy.

"Well.. Ya know.. Whatever the moment brings.. You?" - Me.

"It's hot when they come over your tits, but it's less messy when it's in your mouth, and it's just like 'Good boy.'" - Naddy.

---

"Fuck me.." - Me.

"Fuck you?" - Naddy.

"..Up the ass." - Me.

"Oh okay, I'll just get my strap-on!" - Naddy.

"..With a carrot." - Me.

"A carrot? I think a cucumber would be more appropriate!" - Naddy.

"Nuu that would be painful.. They have little spikey bits.. Uhh.." - Me.

"What kind of weird spikey cucumbers do YOU eat?!" - Naddy.

"No shut up, they do! Use a marrow!" - Me.

"A MARROW?! Hahaha.." - Naddy.

"Uhh, maybe not. Try a banana, a nice bendy one." - Me.

"Bending up or down? Guys cocks scare me when they bend up.. It's like.. Eww." - Naddy.

---

"I want to stick my head out my window and go.. *pant pant pant* Do it with me." - Naddy.

"What!? Hahaha, no!" - Me.

"Oh go on.." - Naddy.

"No.. There's killer moths outside my window.. They'll hurt me.." - Me.


Etc, etc..

Lmao, we're so weird :(

Also, I am very worried about Mike and Stephen!
Well.. I've always been worried about Stephen :| But.. They are 26 and 23!
Yesterday they were running around playing some kind of weird game while I was TRYING to make them notice my nipple poking through a hole in my t-shirt -_-

"NO SHUT UP! I AM GOING TO DESTROY THE CHEESE FACTORY! MWHAHAHAHAAAA!!" - Mike.

"AHHH NOOOOO! NOT MY PRECIOUS CHEESES! You MORON! I am going to get you!!!" - Stephen.

Yes :|

And later on, Mike was sucking my toe while I was sitting here writing my story.
I didn't actually notice, so he may have been there for quite a while..
I just left him to it, then when I next looked down he was under a blanket naked with my foot O___O I really hope he hasn't formed a foot fetish.. Anyway, he fell asleep naked on the floor, under a blanket, cuddling my foot.
Bless.. Adorable little fucktard..

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