Maseonic Orgy

So I hung out with Nicole last night. It was a great time. it was my first time since I have known her hanging out one on one. Which is weird because she is my best friend and I have known her for years now. The only online relationship I have maintained this long. Now it won't be mostly online shit anymore. She is officially in my fucking area. Fuck yes. We just sat around and talked a bunch, drank a hell of a lot of wine and listened to music. She ate some pogo sticks, and me being a domesticated son of a bitch, made her bacon in the morning. My Grandma asked me what kid of job Nicole was looking for. I told her the truth. I love that I can tell my Grandma that kind of shit and it doesn't matter. She may be Christian as all fuck. But she loves me just the way I am and doesn't judge me or my friends. I was going to go into Toronto tonight. But I felt really listless after work. So I decided to wait until tomorrow. It made me sad that I didn't have the energy to go out. Because I wanted to see Dave, and I am pretty sure he works tomorrow. So I won't see him then. But I think Mike has the day off tomorrow. So I will give him a shout. And of course Nicole. I want to meet her Uncle that she is staying with. Apperently a kickass guy. And A good bartender. I love this warm weather we are having. i have been chain smoking like a son of a bitch now that I can enjoy it without my testicles recoiling for warmth. I get so tired of my body rattling outside trying to get the blood flowing because I have no body fat to retain my heat. My core temperature drops insanely quickly too. I can step outside and be shaking in less then a minute. It is pretty crazy. Nicole left her camera here which she will discover through this post if she reads it before I bring it back to her tomorrow. or maybe she has already figured it out. I should take some pictures on it. Hee hee. Oh the fun I can have. I should try and get my Grandmother to pose nude for some snapshots. I have discovered how much I love red pens. LOVE THEM! They are so bold and commanding of attention. Whenever I leave notes for people at work telling them to make sure they do the sales tracking or write on the deposit log etc. I do it in red pen. Because you cannot not see red. And since I don't have enough blood to do all my writing in blood, this is the next best thing. I get tomorrow off which is kind of shitty. I have to work the whole weekend. I usually never have to. I usually work everyday except saturday. That is fine by me because I just go downtown friday after work and party. Recover saturday and I am set for work on sunday. If I have big plans I just get sunday off too. Like when Nic came up for new years. I knew I needed that whole weekend off. Nicole and I drew and wrote shit on my pants today. They look kickass. I need other people to add to it now. I want them to be a disarray of random bullshit art. I don't want to make sense or have "abstract meaning". I just want it to be there because it breaks the mundane look of your everyday jeans. This is weird for me. I don't blog at night very often. But I blog whenever I want to. Which is actually quite frequent. I am pretty long winded too. Moreso then any other people I know and there blogs in fact. But someday this shit will come in handy. I will get ideas from reading back on all this crap. And I can witness my change by recording it on a public medium. This way is perfeect. If my computer gets a virus and is fucked. It will not ever affect this. It will always be here. It would be pretty cool if I could dedicate myself to this my whole life. that way people who drift in and out of my life could still have a small taste of what I am doing and who I am. Though it would just perpetuate the feeling that your life sucks without me. I am a likeable fellow tis true. That is why I have been given a shitload amounts of forgiveness in my life. I would have to fuck up really really big to lose the people I have. I already have done that in a lot of ways. But I generally know damn good people. They rub off on me. Have helped me grow. The pieces of shit that were just holding me back are gone. Most people who hold me back in life are dumber then me but I let them influence me nonetheless. Which is very dumb of me. But I have learned. I have learned a lot. I have learned who matters in my life. Who were just drugs in my life. I kicked those habits though among others and have come out the otherside a little scathed but a lot stronger. I would not change anything for the world. Because I love where I am. All that is thanks to every experience I have had. Without experience I would never learn lessons. Without learning lessons, I would still be in diapers. By the way, you reading fuckers don't comment enough. Pff lurking my blog. Or I get anonymous posts. Put your name on your comments. I know you all read this religiously. So you mine as well add to this. i usually write about you guys at some point or another and I would like your prints all over this. Manifest yourselves in the electronic way. Anyway, I am going to wrap this up. Though this is a short post... HA! I hope that was worth your time. Goodnight Lovelies!!