November 23, 2001 :: 1:42 p.m.
advice, 5 cents
listening to... Incubus,
Morning View.
reading... tex and molly in the afterlife, by Richard Grant.
feeling... grrrr.
Adam just called, and my mood went from nice and sparkly to wanting to hurl things at the wall. I'm not quite sure why. Really, I suppose there isn't a reason. There never is with me. Something about the tone of his voice; and we always end conversations, no matter how short, with "I love you," but this time it didn't happen. Bah. These moods need to stop happening.
Anyway, moving on the a slightly more cheerful subject, Amanda and I are discussing sex and losing your virginity and whatnot. The guy that she's dating is rather... large, in all aspects. She's afriad of the pain, basically. I was too, and when it finally happened it wasn't as bad as I'd been expecting, but I'd wager that her boyfriend's penis is somewhat larger than the one I encountered... so you know, that's perfectly understandable. I don't know what to tell her, except what I've gleaned from my own experiences, which isn't all that much. *laughs* It's so weird to discuss this with anyone. I mean, a year ago I was so afraid of sex that it made me ill to think about it, and now I'm trying to give her advice? Oy!
I should probably get dressed, eh? I got out of the shower like half and out ago, and I still haven't bothered to do that. Before I go, though...
Afterlife Factoid #7Death is nothing personal.
Afterlife Factoid #8
You go on and on, whether or not you're really up for it.
Afterlife Factoid #9
You can give up trying to understand. Nothing is ever the whole story.
I like that last one. It's so true.
-Amanda
back & forth
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