Sunday, June 3, 2012

Do me a solid...

Two days in a row... don't get used to it.

But anyways, I am writing to ask that whoever reads this calls someone you love but haven't talked to in a while and tell them just how much you love them. It sounds corny but I just spent the day mourning because someone lost their chance to... So I don't care if it is an old roommate, you uncle, your next door neighbor, or your grandmother. Tell someone you love them, just because you can.


Saturday, June 2, 2012

Friday night in.

Its Friday night and I am in bed with a beer and no pants on... alone. Sometimes life gets in the way of raging all weekend (I hear this is called being responsible) so here I am about to pass out. I am in a weird mood tonight after this past week. I had a great Memorial Day weekend filled with pool time, drinking, and friends, all in the name of those who have served our country (my eternal thanks for what you have done for us) but the week had a weird vibe and work was even more stressful than usual.

I don't really know what I have to say tonight, I am in a weird off mood so I think I might just pass out but I wanted to post that I am alive and kicking. I am currently horny as hell so some self love is going to be required before sleep. Ill probably just grab some lotion and go to town, not that you guys want to know, but I am moving away from porn. It gets the job done and also a great motivation to get my ass to the gym (4 times this week, I might die, I have not worked out this much since the start of senior year) but I feel like it numbs you a little bit. I am never going to have an orgy at the gym or have 2 girls and another guy come over and have a game of cards turn into hoooot sex. I have my own version of hot sex and I am trying to focus a little more on real life and not on fantasy, its that whole controlling what I can thing I talked about. Anyways guys (and maybe girls, I really don't know) thanks for reading another short rambling from Guy Next Door.

Here is a tune I have had stuck in my head recently. Also, apparently I LOVE parenthetical insertions, sorry I am not sorry about that one.

 I'll just admit, I'm just the same as I was, now don't you understand, I'm never changing who I am.