Hickey Ridden Carcass

A.k.a. "Wevenge! Wevenge!"


"When did cuddling go out of style, when did that become a bad thing? Last night I was making love-with a prostitute- and she gets up to walk out the door- the car door- and I'm like, "What about my needs, Miss?" -David Cross
Sunday: Woke up, went online, talked to Remington and Zoe, who wanted to go out for coffee or something before he went gaming (AD&D), Zoe and I arranged to study at my place afterwards. However, just before leaving to get me Remington said an idiotic thing- hoping he could stay faithful or something like that- and flipped Zoe out. (She has issues, I'll put it that way. Y'know, like I do when guys don't call me back) I wasn't as bugged by this, figured he was just being a paranoid idiot- but the coffee meeting was quiet. We both dropped him off at gaming (apparently the guys there bowed down to him or something after we left, hah) and went back to study.

Zoe told me that she'd had a psychic feeling that she should go to the party, involving me- and that's why she went. Well, that did work out well.

Eventually we picked him up again and went back to my room for (presumably) a short while before they went back to SC and got his car. But we wound up in a massive tickle war for the entire Oscars (it really helped to have someone else holding one side of him down!), combined wtih hickey revenge....lots of fun. He's now a hickey-ridden carcass, I'll put it that way ;) But he got a little of his own back- we both wound up with a hickey too. And just before I go home too.

After they finally left (10:30ish) I had to pull an all-nighter to finish the paper and study for the textile final- never again, if possible, am I scheduling two finals on the same day again. BAD idea. I was so dead the next a.m., plus I bombed the textile final.

After that Remington and I went to Rumsey again...I dozed off a lot, but he was sweet about it.


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