I Got Your Crazy
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thepnutgalleryStill a little drunk when I woke up, managed to go to the gym instead of eating everything in the house. Had a *great* workout. One of the best I've had in a long time. I feel like I'm ready to be just friends with benefits with Tim...but I've felt like this before, and it didn't last. Big Eric got there about half way through my workout, and we made plans for later. Swung by Sprout's on my way back, and went a little bulk wild while there. Not too bad, really. Quinoa, granola, TVP, vital wheat gluten, and oats for $20.
I was kind of randy, and got hit up by a couple black guys but my stomach wasn't cooperating until the very last minute, and then I got invited over to Big Eric's. He was still getting his hair cut by Yvonne, and she wanted me to look over some legal documents for her. Leo came by, we had some drinks, and then the boys put on a movie. Nu-unh. It's Sunday Funday, dammit, and we're going out. We got to Mo's, I ran into one of the kids from the THLA holiday party. My card is on his refrigerator. :-)) His roommate, Giselle, is a lovely girl. Richard Britton joined us, Dax kept buying drinks and shots. Richard is again concerned that sex would mess up our friendship. I'm not very good at setting boundaries, I get that, but as long as he is, there should be no problem.
Back at Big Eric's place, the boys put on Finding Nemo, and Big Eric started talking about suicide. He's been thinking about it, and has a big bottle of ambien next to his bed. I couldn't find it when I went to look for it. His roommate, Anthony, made some excellent points - it's a permanent decision based on a temporary situation, the reason you don't commit suicide isn't because you don't want to, it's because it leaves all your friends to pick up the pieces. Big Eric kept arguing that it doesn't bother friends when people kill themselves, that our actions to ourselves don't affect other's. I got tired of arguing this point after about 10 min, finally decided to demonstrate instead. I grabbed a kitchen knife and sliced my arm open. Big Eric freaked out, but finally understood. Dax was kind enough to bandage my wound, I had another drink, then passed out in Big Eric's bed.
I was kind of randy, and got hit up by a couple black guys but my stomach wasn't cooperating until the very last minute, and then I got invited over to Big Eric's. He was still getting his hair cut by Yvonne, and she wanted me to look over some legal documents for her. Leo came by, we had some drinks, and then the boys put on a movie. Nu-unh. It's Sunday Funday, dammit, and we're going out. We got to Mo's, I ran into one of the kids from the THLA holiday party. My card is on his refrigerator. :-)) His roommate, Giselle, is a lovely girl. Richard Britton joined us, Dax kept buying drinks and shots. Richard is again concerned that sex would mess up our friendship. I'm not very good at setting boundaries, I get that, but as long as he is, there should be no problem.
Back at Big Eric's place, the boys put on Finding Nemo, and Big Eric started talking about suicide. He's been thinking about it, and has a big bottle of ambien next to his bed. I couldn't find it when I went to look for it. His roommate, Anthony, made some excellent points - it's a permanent decision based on a temporary situation, the reason you don't commit suicide isn't because you don't want to, it's because it leaves all your friends to pick up the pieces. Big Eric kept arguing that it doesn't bother friends when people kill themselves, that our actions to ourselves don't affect other's. I got tired of arguing this point after about 10 min, finally decided to demonstrate instead. I grabbed a kitchen knife and sliced my arm open. Big Eric freaked out, but finally understood. Dax was kind enough to bandage my wound, I had another drink, then passed out in Big Eric's bed.
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