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As day turns to night, night turns to day.
Apr. 2nd, 2002 01:32 pmI called the Main St. apartment, someone already put a deposit down but I gave my name and number in case they back out. I called the Court St, the apartment is gone. I called Ambassador, no one was home. Bob's friend Ryan is going here next year. He said he's getting an Ambassador apartment. If he's cool with the idea, I'd room with him. That would mean having Fairport queers coming over all the time.
I think I'll make Tuesdays my shaving day. That way, by the weekend, I'll have the calculated stubble that Tom Cruise had for the Oscar opening. It looked oh so sexy on him and it may do wonders for my sex life.
Today's agenda:
1- Walmart to buy briefs
2- Swain to buy cleats and mouthguard
3- Class at 3:25
5- Practice
4- slack off until bed time
Ugh, briefs. I haven't worn them shits since elementary school. I wonder what it's going to be like. Wild and wacky? Tight and testy? Sleek and sexy? Nice or naughty?
Maybe I'll get Jockeys.
I think I'll make Tuesdays my shaving day. That way, by the weekend, I'll have the calculated stubble that Tom Cruise had for the Oscar opening. It looked oh so sexy on him and it may do wonders for my sex life.
Today's agenda:
1- Walmart to buy briefs
2- Swain to buy cleats and mouthguard
3- Class at 3:25
5- Practice
4- slack off until bed time
Ugh, briefs. I haven't worn them shits since elementary school. I wonder what it's going to be like. Wild and wacky? Tight and testy? Sleek and sexy? Nice or naughty?
Maybe I'll get Jockeys.
