Ready for the Weekend...

We had sex this morning—great sex. Earth shattering. Blinding. It’ll scare you to know what goes in our bedroom-type sex. I think RomiE kinda wore me out. My thighs haven’t conformed back to normal.

I shaved yesterday. Everything! I forget how pretty I am under all this ape-wool. I’ve recently gotten into the practice of shaping my beard versus cutting it completely off…less irritation—and I like what it does to my face. It makes me look adult. But I shaved everything except for a few pews—can’t afford to be irritated down there—no use upsetting the boys, they’re my livelihood.

I took off work yesterday, and did I mention the bird that CRAPED on my head Monday. Geeze-o-Petes! That little sucker crapped smack dab in the middle of my head right before class and I had to suffer through my day with the impending Bird Flu virus smuggled between my hair follicles. Maybe that’s why I shaved yesterday.

I need to clean out my system and take my ass to Bally’s. Wasn’t Bally’s in my New Year’s Resolution?—who knows? But I’m getting a tummy…well, ahem, I have a tummy. And as soon as I figure out what I’m gonna do about this camera situation i.e. getting one, I’mma show you all my fat.

I’m looking at the last couple of weeks of classes, and I think I’mma fail something. This is actually the conclusion I come to at the end of every semester, but it always feels like I’m gradually getting worse with my studies. If you ask me I’ll tell you… this semester I’m just tired. I’m taking 5 classes, 17/18 credit hours, four days a week—all of which are early in the morning except my Monday class which starts at 1 and then I work 5 evenings a week. So my day usually starts at six-thirty when RomiE’s god-awful alarm clock starts screeching its head off and ends somewhere around 1 or 2 am after work, when I’ve made it home, eaten something, fought with homework, reading fiction, prose, poetry, and snuggle just under my RomiE to sleep. And that doesn’t even include living and family issues and friends and having to travel throughout the city to GET TO school, work, family, home, and friends.

When the weekend hits…I’m just ready to sleep. And right now, looking at what’s due tomorrow and my progress on that project…I’m ready for the weekend.