jekyl/hyde

At lunch today, a story was relayed of drunken weekend debauchery. The story included a 'gay boy man whore' (her term, not mine) and a breeder chick looking to score at the a local watering hole. Taking their two randoms back to the apartment, there were requests from hers for a menange a trois including the aforementioned 'GBMW' which was denied, followed by a plea for "foot fucking" which was again denied to much laughter. The compromise turned out to be some toe sucking and foot worship to vuch laughter and disbelief. Halfway through the store, we looked over at the next table and noticed a mother and her six-year old daughter having lunch. The poor girl probably had a billion questions for her mommy on the ride home from the restuarant.

Much tamer was my previous evening's activities which included driving a friend and collegue to the dealership to pick up her new car, returning her rental,and having dinner at a great little Mexican cucina in Norwood. And my weekend consisted of making fun of a bedazzled Chris Isaak decked out in an electric blue sequinzed suit while in concert, exploring downtown Boston with a colleague, and attending a dinner party in Waltham.

It strikes me as interesting the differences between the two primary group of friends that I hang out with. perhaps it says something about my personality. what exactly that is, i'm not sure.


Sweetness :: Jimmy Eat World