mmm...what a dream

there's a gorgeous man in my room changing. he's completely butt naked. i tell him, "don't worry. i can't see your dick, i'm only checking out your ass. hurry up before i do something to you." so he gets some pants on, still shirtless and he turns to me. he still hasn't zipped up so i check out his crotch. huge bulge. then he tells me he wishes i would do something. so i do. we make out for a bit. not the best kissing but whatev. have i mentioned he had beatiful curly hair.
so we're going to a party. he's ready now i just have to finish getting ready. i choose a dress that he can look down with facility. what else happens. i take too long getting ready. i can't find my keys. i take another set. forget to close the inner wooden door and i can't unlock the metal door to close it. we leave. we go to this party where the old latino crew is at. i have mixed feelings about this. i see fatima and for some reason i'm being bitchy. she was super excited to see me and i was just blaze. that made her mad. it may be because we never talk anymore.....anywhozle. i forget what happens next but i remember that i'm about to get it on with this hot guy when....i wake up. why? because granny decides to start filing her fucking nails. it's 7 am granny. i may just be having a sex dream. arghhh...so frustrating. oh wells. i started my period. may be why i'm so fucking horny. the end.

one mo time

so i'm counting down the days until i get to be "going going back to back to cali cali." the only thing is that "if i had to choose a coast, i got to choose the" WEST, i used to live out there, so don't go there. okay i'm done with notorious. it's all about westside connection anyways.

i had another strange dream. i remember that i saw this one dude i met on okcupid. we hung out more than once and i liked him, but he dropped me like i was not hot. ha. anywho, back to the dream. for some reason i see him and decide to approach. i think i had nowhere to go. something may have happened to where i was supposed to be. something like total annhialation. so i go up to him to say hello. he is wearing a white a thin shite t-shirt. i see that he has a huge tattoo of a knight, as in the chess piece. it's on the front of his body and on the back. we start chit-chatting. for some reason i'm standing behind him and i decide to scratch his back. he flinches hardcore because i scratched his tattoo. it was a big area of all black. i'm not sure what happened then. weird.

i need to get my period already. come on...please. i've been bitching for a while now and it's late already. please just get here so i don't have to worry about it while i'm in l.a. fucking timing. that concludes my period rant.

i'm totes making leah and balls this awesome embroidery thingy. i should get back to work on it. it takes forrrreeeeevooooooooorrrrrrrrrrrrr.

what a man, what a man, what a man, what a might good man

well, i don't really know if he's really that good, but boy did the memory of coffee-shop-guy come in handy today while i was at the dentist. i went in for my fifth root canal and this one turned out to be the worst so far. the root canal wasn't finished today. my tooth was opened, cleaned for about an hour, then left with medicine in there to see if the bump/swelling in my gums goes down. but yes, i was thinking about him while laying in that chair fighting to hold back tears. you can't really cry too well anyways when you have a dental dam all up in your grill.

i've been thinking about him lately, hoping that he's still there when i return to albuquerque. if he's gone...well i don't want to think about that. i need to start thinking about my life. being here in mexico is like being paused. it's almost the same thing everyday and i haven't thought about my future. i need a job. what kind? don't know. i should go back to school. i should do many things. i should make friends. the end. first thing upon returning will be to go see coffee-shop-guy.

the way i play it out in mind goes something like this: (may use for future script)
dude:heeeeyyyy...i haven't seen you in a couple of months. where have you been?
me: i went to mexico. after i got laid off i figured i go down and fix my teeth and visit family. it was nice...how have you been?
dude: i've been good but i missed seeing you around.
me: (blushing) really. i've missed you too. when is your break?
dude: in about twenty. can you stick around?
me: i always do..


and bada bing bada boom...there it is. it can go many places after that but preferable it would lead to hanging out or even better making out and holding hands and all that lovey dovey shit.

the end.

i know i am delusional.

IT'S OFFICIAL

I just finished watching Maid of Honor at work....oh how i do love a totally unrealistic romantic comedy. the stuff dreams are made of.
Dreams...what are they? They happen at night and you can't explain them. I hate it when people are like i followed a dream. REally? should we be following things that do not exist...things that are made up? Sometimes i think dreams keep us prisoners of ourselves...but that's just me.

Anywho...i wonder what i should watch next?

23 Days

In 23 days i will have to go to the airport to pick up my friends. The excitement is mounting. I've been lagging on the making plans though. I'm sure we will have loads of fun, I just want to get some feedback before i make plans.

Monday again....my weekend was pretty awesome. Friday after therapy I went to the co-op to buy some stuff, then i went home and pretty much chillaxed and called it an early night (10pm). It was glorious. I love sleep and I really haven't been getting enough of it. I get up, officially, at 9 am to get ready to go to the zoo with my nephew, niece and sister-in-law. It takes me an hour to get ready but once i'm done, i walk over to my bro's house. It was such a nice warm day that when we got there the lines were uber long. We spent a couple hours there. I was running around with my nephew and lifting him up to see the animals. We had lunch there. I was tempted to get a burger but at the last minute got a chef salad instead...We walked around some more and eventually called it a day.

I didn't end up doing too much on Saturday evening. I was pretty much a lazy bum. Fell asleep on the couch...woke up at 7, went to bed...woke up at noon. Despite this, I got a lot of shit done. I cleaned the kitchen, started organizing the bills, sorted laundry, made some bomb ass-soup, listened to hella records, exercised, showered, razzled and slept.

I woke up too early today but it turned out well. I got to drink my tea, sort more papers, take out the trash and recyclables, feed the dogs and play with peppers before coming to work.

Now i'm looking forward to lunch time so that i can eat and walk at the park. the end.

These past few days i've been dreaming. I can only remember little snippets. What i can remember from the dreams is that there were at least two instances when dudes were liking me. Both times these guys were black. I wonder what that means...i'm open to that. it could just be the regular case of the hornies that i always have..who knows. Another awesome tidbit of dream i remember is sitting at the piano and beginning to play along with some other people who were playing other instruments. It was sooo awesome and freeing, being able to play without knowing how to. I can still sort of remember how it sounded...not bad.

I can perform in my dreams...now if only i could sell tickets for that. Maybe in the future.