Sunday, August 16, 2009

Over compensating for something.

I am so hungry for woman at the moment, it's crazy. I spent yesterday watching some James Bond films and mostly all that I got out of it was an erection. Have you seen "You only live twice"? Do you know the Japanese girl in it, the one that he storms the mountain with? No? Well I love her. I don't know why, but I do. Also, I just spent a few minutes cruising that site and now I wish I hadn't. Too many beautiful girls, not enough of them are naked and around me. Which I have decided makes today suck.

I went to two thirtieth birthdays on the weekend. They were both lots of fun, though at one I got told off for changing the uber generic dance music to something a little more, well, good. I totally don't care, but the girl who told me off was the most generic of the generic, blond, blue eyes, pretty, I'll give you that, but pretty boring. I put on Major Lazer which is guaranteed to get the party started but she came and took it off. I left not long after. Also, I was going to chuck a link in here with a picture of a blond girl but without safe search its all just porn. Pretty boring porn too.

The other party was lots of fun too, even though I am not drinking at the moment, I got behind the bar and had a turn. Nyah, my drinks were ok, nothing special. There was SO much booze it was amazing. Like, crazy. I wonder if it lasted all night. I left at about 2ish and got a cab ride home. And it was fucked; here's why.

So I jump in this cab, normal taxi driver, nothing out of the ordinary. Driving from the party to my house though, was quite the experience. We were driving along Punt road and I realised that the cabbie was speeding up then slowing down then speeding up again, not smooth driving at all. He was also drifting lanes a little bit, nothing too scary but enough for me to think "Has this guy actually driven a car before?" We hit Victoria st and that's when things start going a little wack. Firstly, he is having these weird breathing things, like he's struggling for breath, but they all end with a little burp. I'm not stranger to internal combustion, hell, I'm the guy that sounds like he has, and I quote, "Aliens fucking inside me" but this dude appeared to be in some serious trouble. Also, he was braking at what appeared to be random moments and very nearly ran a red light. He then slowed almost to a complete stop and I had to wake him up because he had fallen asleep or passed out, one of the two. I was like "are you ok?" and he mumbled something and said he was fine. I made it home alive and actually ended up tipping the guy. My fare was $21.90 and I gave him $25. What for? Almost killing me? What the hell was I compensating for? Imagine what I would have done had he crashed, probably sucked his dick or something.

Just had to help an UBER cute girl out of a dress that had broken. The only woman I have touched in yonks, and I am freeing her. If I were to see the personification of my life out in the street, as in, if I were to see my life walking around, you know, being a jerk, fucking with me, I would punch him in his stupid face. "Oh yeah, send a beautiful woman into my store will you? Get her stuck in a dress yeah? Make it so awkward that she basically runs out afterwards because she is so embarrassed, taking the chances of me ever seeing her again from slim to none? Take THAT you asshole".

One week without a headache. Now that I have jinxed it I will probably have an aneurysm tonight but it's my own stupid fault for mentioning something good happening to me.

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