Woke up a bit out of it today. Gotta take a quick shower before going to the gym (which I find ironic) since I was a skank and didn't wash up yesterday. I'm so sore, but I noticed that my muscles healed a lot in my sleep.
Damn my dogs need baths. They don't ordinarily smell doggy, but right now--yuck.
Shay and I found the butt-machine at the gym. You have to get down on all fours and kick the weights back. It felt very awkward to be in that position in public! Shay mentioned that it's the sort of device one needs at home, hehehe. She wears tank-tops and is rather bosomy, and when she was on the machine she was busting out all over. I had to look at something else to stop myself from staring.
Eduard and I have talked about this. I find I'm sexually attracted to some women and could imagine having sex with them (wooo!), but actually falling in love and having a relationship with a woman sounds very alien and totally out of my scope. Don't get me wrong, I'm not hot for Shay. She has a nice rack and everything, ha ha, but I'm really enjoying our friendship lately.
Now how is that for candid?
Oh, while we're on the topic: Angelina Jolie. Say no more.
posted by Newpeep, N.D. (neurotic depressive) @ 8:38 AM
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