Things I did yesterday:I cried as the bell rang on my last period.
I had a bitchslap of an argument with Tony about ethics, how people change for the good and bad, and our arguably existent friendship.
I bought Supernatural by Santana, Oil of Olay moisturizing soap, toothpaste, dry oil spray in Sunflower.
Afterwards, I drove around getting lost listening to "Corazon Espinado" and the rest of the album. I thought about Tony for a bit and how we danced to one of the songs. Then I thought about everything else. How much I look forward to this summer and everything that's going to be jumping in front of me over the next 8 weeks.
I thought about sex. I thought a lot about sex. With rythms like that, it was impossible not to. Didn't help too much that earlier, I'd read the new Glamour article on Latin lovers and their benefits.
Dammit.
Well, Adrien will be here Saturday for the wedding. I imagine that the groping, er, massaging, I'll be doing to him that night will ease some of my tensions.
Also of note is how much it's pissing off my eldest brother, Jeremy, that our parents are letting a grown man sleep in my bed while I take the floor. Two seconds before I informed him that this is would be so, I told him that Adrien was gay. What's the fucking big deal?
He makes it all too easy to argue with him.
