...nothing. I'll probably eat tons of chocolate my students gave me as Valentine's Day presents last Friday.
...nothing. I'll probably eat tons of chocolate my students gave me as Valentine's Day presents last Friday.
You have students?
I'm going to bring flowers/chocolates/gifts to my ~girlfriend who is working all day tomorrow and then have sex with her. Unoriginal, I know.
...nothing. I'll probably eat tons of chocolate my students gave me as Valentine's Day presents last Friday.
You have students?
Yes.
I wanna be doin' thangs.
We all want to be doin' thangs, ichirou.
Ive decided that tomorrow I'm going to do something pretty crazy.
I'm going to ask a girl out, on a date.
I'm going to ask a girl out, on a date.
Like a Valentine's Day date? Or a later date?
Valentine's Day date. I expect nothing to happen but goddammit I don't wanna be a loser anymore.
No, still weird. You better wait until Monday.
Alright.
Alright.
wait until monday to ask girl out for date
LOSE COURAGE TO FOLLOW THROUGH WHEN THE DAY COMES
That facebook message was serious shit. Goddamn girl broke my heart.
Tell me more!
I'm on JET, same as lyte was up until a year ago.
If I was teaching a glass that did that, I would totally go commando one day and wear jogging pants. Clench my bootyhole at the right time. Gotcha', motha'fucka.
*accompanied by a picture of a hand with no thumb*
That's my hand up there, wanna know how I lost my thumb? I'll tell you how. One day I felt like fucking around and I came across a street hooker and formulated a genius idea just then. I snuck up behind her and quickly SHOVED MY THUMB IN HER ASSHOLE. In my attempt to retrieve my thumb I realized her puckered brown-eye had my thumb in a death grip. She turned her head and smiled a sinister smile. Just then my thumb felt all tingly and warm. I squirmed and yelped until she let go. I looked at my thumb to realize it had disappeared. It had been melted off by the hooker's volcanic fecal matter and super hooker-AIDS.
If I was teaching a glass that did that, I would totally go commando one day and wear jogging pants. Clench my bootyhole at the right time. Gotcha', motha'fucka.
I wrote a short story about this.
Here it is:Quote*accompanied by a picture of a hand with no thumb*
That's my hand up there, wanna know how I lost my thumb? I'll tell you how. One day I felt like fucking around and I came across a street hooker and formulated a genius idea just then. I snuck up behind her and quickly SHOVED MY THUMB IN HER ASSHOLE. In my attempt to retrieve my thumb I realized her puckered brown-eye had my thumb in a death grip. She turned her head and smiled a sinister smile. Just then my thumb felt all tingly and warm. I squirmed and yelped until she let go. I looked at my thumb to realize it had disappeared. It had been melted off by the hooker's volcanic fecal matter and super hooker-AIDS.
It's now officially February 14th.
*SIGH*
Celebrate Chinese New Year.
Celebrate Chinese New Year.
What my parents wished I'd do but I say fuck it. I honestly don't really care.
Going to spend the day with etiolate. :)
Prolly watching something and drinking whiskey. Trying not to think/worry about it too much.
people celebrate Valentine's Day? ???
Did you suggest something else she could get you?spoiler (click to show/hide)A tasteful card.[close]spoiler (click to show/hide)Also :tauntaun[close]