Sunday, February 27, 2000

The weekend was dead quiet. No music. No engine-gunning.

Starting yesterday, I began picking out and downloading screensavers, instead of wallpaper pictures. Tom showed me ways to do it. I mostly got pictures of flowers, scenery, and animals.

Tom, who’s back to work tonight, wasn’t in the mood to screw today, although it would’ve been nicer if he’d just told me so, rather than play those bed games he loves to play. First he tried to go in me and was too soft, so I warmed him up manually, the way he told me to the other day (he said I was too gentle), and he did get hard, but when it came time to go in me he deflated. As always, though, he wasn’t one bit frustrated or disappointed by it. He was all smiles.

Last night, both rats were out and Tom came and joined us on the floor only to end up getting attacked. Yeah, Scuttles bit him and Ratsy tried to strip him of his robe by tugging at his belt, trying to take it back into his cage. It was rather cute if you ask me.

I know this was very childish, but I just couldn’t resist the urge to do something I wouldn’t dare do in the past - cuss Larry out and threaten him. I wouldn’t do it because the last time we were fighting was when I was in my early twenties; the days when I was overly kind to anyone. Back then I wanted the attention of anyone, so I would always try to be as nice as I could, but now that I won’t associate with assholes, I’m not the least bit hesitant to let them know just what I think of them. Just think of all the people I would’ve stood up to right away and not taken shit from if I’d only been like I am now! I’d have kicked the crap out of so many people by now it isn’t funny! Maybe even went overboard in a fit of rage and killed them.

Anyway, I called him and told him what I'd like to do to him. I thought he’d either hang up right away or say something like, “Fine, do it,” but instead the only words out of his mouth were, “Who is this?”

I told him who I was, let him have it some more, then hung up on him. He just listened in absolute stunned silence, no doubt shocked to hear me boldly speak out to him like that, unlike he’d ever heard before or thought I was capable of.

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