-Me

Allow me to tell you that one of the best ways to go to bed with females is by watching a couple episodes of the TV show, Scrubs. Intern doctors letting go with their bad selves or just plain letting go with whatever deviant thoughts are in their heads makes me laugh. Sure beats the moments where a girlfriend makes a list as to what you have done wrong and leaves you to think about these things as you hope for sleep.

Note to self: There is will no longer be another session of "Where-Is-The-Fucking-Cat?" because I've had it up to here with playing this game by myself to cure boredom. I always lose because cat finds me first.

I kid. I love the cat, Lenore, because there are many, many little things she does to make me feel like I am one of the few humans allowed to know her. Sara's friend, Aric, came to visit. Lenore doesn't come out-hides in room under the bed. 3 to 4 times in the middle of the night, I get head-butted by her because she needs attention. I was pretty tired on Saturday morning.

Seen the new Bond, Casino Royale? Very nice! New Bond but better. Makes me forget about Pierce Brosnan and his smug look that I've always wanted to wipe off his face. Somehow, I always liked the fat Bond, Roger Moore, which shows my lack of taste in not only shoes but Bond. Sara pretty much hates every Air Jordan model out there.

To be truthful, I don't know what else to tell. Day in and day out, I wake up with a massive morning wood, listen to Sara tell me I have awful breath, watch in jealousy as Sara dresses well for work, flick some eye boogers off my eyelashes, stare out the window, and pep myself up for another day in the city where my best friends are Sara's parents. Oh, I forgot to add that I surfed and found porn, if only to see whether I was alive or not. Some ladies find a trip to the gyno as erotic but all I think of is aliens with anal probes.

Ah, I miss home. Kind of. Well, not a huge amount because my being here 2 times a month for just over 2 years has me used to this town.

So, I'm outta here as I do my usual trip to the bookstore thing. Why not? I know where the cat is, I'm not interested in any kind of porn, and it's a little over 4 hours til I end up in the bowling alley. Happy twats all around.

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