I’m at my parents’ house, going through stuff I’ve been storing here, trying to figure out what to do with it.  It’s funny looking at old pictures of me and my friends from years ago, we all look so young, even though I feel like we haven’t changed much.  I’m exhausted and all I want to do is be really warm and sleep.  Well, that’s not entirely true.  Hot sex and then warmth and sleep.  I kinda want to have sex ALL the time right now, which is a little annoying since my booty call/hook-up girl is not available every minute of every day.  You’d think sex twice a day for the last five days would be enough, but no, I still want her to be here fucking me right now.  And she isn’t.  She’s actually hanging out with other friends, probably for the next few days at least.  Hmph.  I’m tired and whiny and selfish.

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so turns out as soon as I start getting laid, I get lazy about writing here!  go figure!  updates soon, my booty call is walking up my steps…