A day in the life...

He said: I was out climbing all day yesterday (9am to 6pm)! What a great day. I got to climb several routes that I've wanted to climb but never had ....It was a beautiful day to boot (the climbs we were on were in the shade, so it wasn't even hot). Great day all-in-all.

I said: so glad to hear. i took a pregnancy test [b/c I'm just like that... men have nothing to worry about every month - not fair.. i should really buy stock in some of these 1-test companies... oh, and i'm not preg], played with myself, laid in the sun in the park, sold my Econ book to a homie from the south side with a grill for teeth, bought booze and dinner for my friends who just moved to town, got a tad bit on the drunk side, walked to Mickeys for a shot of Jameson's and 1 game of pool, walked home, saw the sunrise from an overlook by my apt, and just woke up.


I neglected to tell him about the foot-long cock I sucked and being naked on the floor just as the voices reminded me that fucking without a condom right now would be such bad news and putting on my clothes in a panic while he stepped away after I said, "not without a rubber." And hurrying out the door after writing my cell number on a roll of paper towels. And the part about walking down Willy St when a car slowed next to me and the driver motioned to give me a lift - after I shook my head no, he whipped around to head in the other direction. And soaking my Mary Janes with blood from a heel blister I just didn't care about or feel. And the sobbing and the beauty of the morning and the 8 missed calls from the cock guy and how incredibly hungover I feel.

I also feel really, really good. It's been a while since I went crazy.