July 03, 2002 :: 5:23 p.m.
orgasm in a padded envelope
Hullo. I'm at Adam's. He's upstairs feeding Sam, so I thought I'd add an entry while I've got the chance. We've spent the afternoon running around and sitting in front of the computer, compiling a list of things we need to buy in order to build me a PC. Fun, eh? Actually, it was kind of interesting. He's so smart about this stuff, and then there's me, who has no idea what's going on and whose only grasp of the inner working of a computer consists of "ooh, look at all the pretty colored chip things!" So it was new.
I got a pair of CDs containing lots and lots of Rufus B-sides in the mail this morning from Lisa. Woo! I haven't gotten a change to listen to them yet, but I'm excited - there's a lot of stuff I haven't heard yet. And in keeping with this topic, I went to the post office this afternoon and mailed her copy of Bust. Soon she'll be getting her own dose of Rufusy goodness in the mailbox.
Tomorrow being the 4th of July, I don't work. W're closed. Adam does work, however, and then he's going to some picnic with his mom and her friends. I'm invited, but I think I'm going to decline. It would just be weird, you know? I don't want to intrude upon the Adam/mom time. So maybe if Amanda's not doing anything, we can hang out. Her parents are away, too, so we could just have rampant fake-lesbian sex all over the place. Heh.
All right, well, I've been doing this for too long. I'll write tomorrow.
edited 5:52 p.m. I got some funny Google hits today:
fucking hell (two times!)
brian eslinger
shit mouth
girl eat shit
Heh. Lots of people searching for shit-related stuff. And who's looking for Brian Eslinger? Weird.
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