I wonder how many people searching for porn on the internet will find this post? I wonder. I wonder.
Anyway, I admittedly am VERY tired, so this will be brief. I didn't sleep at all last night. I was tossing. I was turning. I was tossing and turning all night. Hey, that's catchy. "They" should make a song.
Some was mental. A lot was physical. YEAH BABY. Is your imagination aroused? My back hurt. No more. No less.
I signed papers to sell my house this afternoon. Kind of sad in a way. I just signed a big piece of my history over to some guy named Jose. I wonder if he likes pandas?
I had five people ask me about my love life today. I had no response. Why don't we ask people about their "doing it" life. Then I might have had some things to say. They would have been lies...but at least I would have said something.
I have this great running metaphor that I have written. In my head. I actually recite it every time I go running and think to myself "Self...you should really write that down. That's pretty good."
I never write it down.
I ran into my next door neighbor today. Not literally. I have lived next door to her for over a year and a half...and in that time, I have spoken to her for about maybe 10 total minutes. Today, I spoke to her for about 30.
Near the end of our conversation...I had to do it. I just had to.
Me: So...I've been wanting to apologize to you for about six months now about something.
Jen: What did you do?
Me: Nothing really. I just wanted to apologize for disturbing you when I used to fight with my ex-girlfriend. I heard you close your sliding glass door sometimes when we were arguing. I was pretty embarrassed about that. Sorry.
Jen: You fought with your ex-girlfriend? That chick with the Volvo?
Me: Yeah...repeatedly. Loudly. Sorry.
Jen: I never heard you.
Jen: I only close my sliding glass door when my boyfriend and I are doing it in the living room.
I really should have asked her about her "doing it" life...could have saved myself some time on pointless apologies.