What's In Your Head

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I thought I got to bed at a reasonable hour, and I thought I mostly slept through the night. I heard Bryan out on the patio at some ungodly hour, but managed to get back to sleep. I was a fucking zombie at work. I had my second cup of coffee early, as 1) I needed it, and 2) I didn't want to still be awake later in the day.

I re-listened to another song on Matt Torrell's Coachella playlist and fell madly in love with it. All day long on repeat. I listened to some of their other stuff, but didn't get the same jolt, which is a surprise to no one. I still haven't heard a single other song on "To The Faithful Departed."

Warren, (one of the) 21 y/o's I've been chatting with, is willing to fuck me bare, but only so long as I send him pics of my recent test and haven't had sex with anyone else. I happen to think this is absurd, but supposedly he's never had an STD. Supposedly, this is also the same requirements he has for everyone, which I don't believe for a second. I'm a patient man. He's graduating this weekend, so his parents are out of town, but he thought he might have time in the evening. DILF was also at the Rail, so I tried to nap when I got home, even jerking off, which usually helps. Nothing. So. Incredibly. Frustrating.

Warren's dad decided to spend the night at his apartment, which was strange, but I wasn't really up for driving up there at that point anyway. Despite being so tired all day/night, I didn't manage to get to sleep until after 1am. On the plus side, I was able to listen to my new song a bunch, and Lady Miss Friday even briefly curled up next to my head on the pillow. I'm calling the night a win.