Fan belt torture.

So I am up pretty early yet again. Jesus fuck, nature is incredibly loud this morning. I could not sleep from what sounded like nature's thunderous applause for spring having finally sprung. I think I left off yesterday's post because I was talking to a friend I hadn't talked to in a long time. Hhaha. I completely blanked with where I was going with that. Oh morning fuzz, I adore how you intoxicate my brain. But soon. In the not to distant future. Coffee will have cleared that up and I will be caffeine intoxicated. And Nicotene. I have decided I have probably had sex on the brain a lot lately because it is spring. You see all the pairs come out. Doing their holding hands thing. Which annoyes you while at the same time you know the annoyance is just to make your loneliness feel more justified. Fucking mating season. But I decided I am not going to go a dry spell in this department. Because in the end, I have control over my own "destiny". That destiny is going to be fucking the shit out of some lucky young gal.

Not to young. I like a landing strip. To you uneducated folk. That is a strip of pubic hair right above the vagina. It is sexy. Trust me. Or it can just grow wild. I don't know. Something musty smelling with a hint of strawberry. The best vagina I ever smelt, smelt like that. I also really want to just wing it in the dating department. I hate all the social hurdles you have to jump before you can actually date a person. I want to just ask someone I don't really know that well if they want to date. Make it a bit more of a spontaneous thing in my life. I don't like how calculated and deliberate dating is these days. I want to date someone I don't know that well. And be fucking while getting to know them at the same time. If it doesn't work out, oh fucking well. It would have been fun. So if any of you ladies out there are into that shit, let me know. Just don't be fat. I beg of you. Introduce me to your skinny friends. I invited Kayla, Dave, and Jimmy over for tomorrow. I think Dave and Jimmy can make it.

I haven't heard from Kayla yet. But she had better fucking come. Why? Because jerking off at home wouldn't be half as fun. I am listening to Visceral Bleeding. They are quite good. I especially love how well and clearly they use diminished chords. That is a talent in of itself. Plus they have face-melting chord progressions. I walked in the park multiple times yesterday it was so gorgeous. There seemed to be an unusual amount of large titted roller bladers. Unfortunately they were men. Doesn't mean I didn't stroke one or two out though. You do what you gotta do. Anyways. I am done for today. I want to finish getting ready for work and all that jazz. I mean \m/ metal \m/. Hail Satan. Cheers everyone!