Caution Flag

So last night was the final night of Speed Street and I went and saw Corey Smith, who is one of my favorites, perform. He put on a great show even if he didn’t sing the ever popular “Fuck the Po Po”. I also met up with Mr. NASCAR Driver briefly, split ways, and then at the end of the concert he asked me for a ride home since his friends left him. Apparently this means can you take me to your house and then wake up hella early and drive me home? Thank God one of his friend’s needed a ride home too so I could just take him to his house. When we were walking to my car he kept shouting racial slurs (and I love black people, I even offered to get a cotton plant for my black friend so she would feel more comfortable at my apartment) and other just douchey stuff. He asked me to text him today but I’m going to go with a big NEGATIVE on that one. I did sign up for okcupid.com though so maybe I’ll meet someone on there. And if not I’ll at least get some free food. And some good research for my book, which is exactly what I’m chalking Mr. NASCAR Driver up to. At least he was a good kisser.

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More Confused Than EVER

So I went and spent the night with Engineer Boy before he jetted off to his summer internship. The sex was good, everything else- awkward. He kept bringing up girls he had slept with. So of course I came back at him with my own stories. So I can’t really compete with some slut asking him to bend her over the chair and fuck her on a boat, at least most of the guys I have had sex with had meaning. I’ve asked some guys about what the hell this strange behavior means and apparently he’s trying to make me jealous. Newsflash- we’re not dating, I’m not going to get jealous. Awkward feeling, yes, jealous, no. He wants me to come down to see him sometime this summer and I’m just not sure I’m feeling it. I think I may be at the point where I’m forcing myself to feel a certain way about him because of our history. Life has a funny way of working itself out so we’ll see. In other news, I got into a car accident on the way home from seeing him. At the scene no one had injuries now apparently they do and they’re trying to get something out of me. Here’s another newsflash- I’m completely fucking broke. If they try to sue me for my net-worth they’re gonna be disappointed when they see a negative number!

This is why I love coming home

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I love visiting the mountains but damn am I glad I don’t live there anymore!