Saturday, July 7, 2007

139. Dream Sex

Ugh, weird ass dreams today and last night. I woke up this morning feeling like shit--like I was hung over. Skipped out on karate. I don't really know if I will be going back. As much as I enjoy the class, there are two adult males in it who are just really, really weird. I feel so behind, and not good about myself. Anyway, the dreams--one of them was about this kid I knew in high school, Jaime. Jaime had a crush on my for like three years, but I never returned it. The kid was weird, smelled bad...and weird. So I did my best to ignore him in HS. Junior year I cut my hair, and he posts about it in his blog, saying that he doesn'tunderstand why girls cut their hair to make themselves look ugly. Ugh. After that, I never really forgave him for his behavior. Anyway, flash forward to the summer after I return from college. Jaime got a haircut himelf, bulked up from playing sports and didnt smell bad anymore. I wouldn't say I was attracted to him, butI wasn't repulsed by him anymore. It was one of those, " suited you," type-things. So, anyway, I haven't seen the kid in three years. Last night I have this dream where we realied that we had sex whiledrunk once but neither of us really remembered it, but we knew it was great great sex, just not who it was with. So we decide to have sex again, sober, and it was amazing sex. Like WB Dawson's Creek-Roswell-teendrama amazing fireworks sex. Then I woke up. Ugh. He is such a weird kid. But damn he's dream good in bed. Still haven't heard from Catherine. Have, however, heardfrom Jay, the laziest asshole there ever was. Jay can take a moment to send me an email, but Catherine can't. Niiice.

Monday, July 2, 2007

138. Not cool

I logged onto facebook this morning to find a picture of Catherine and a few other friends hugging and smoozing with the asshole who assaulted me. Not cool. I don't know how I feel right now.