Icarus's blog: "Somantics"

Well...
I did nothing productive today.

But god I'm hot
god I'm rich
god I'm bored.

Around 11 I decided to take off... maybe spend money on a food or beverage item I did not need

and then contemplate my life.

I decided against it because with my luck, I'd get field sobriety tested for one drink by a bored cop
and I wasn't hungry

and
honestly
I was worried about bumping into familiar faces.

I always am in this city...

Only so many safe places...






I did get pulled over though.
4 blocks from my house.
For "no tag light"
... "tag light?"

Picture this. Thin, clean cut 25 year old red haired male listening to exotica at midnight (NPR) squinting and smiling winningly to something that represents one of his greatest fears (the cop) knowing full and well that he's on a last call roundup and wasting his time on some bored kid with insomnia when there's probably some asshole swerving and hitting elderly pedestrians within earshot.

I was blasting that jazz too >> helped me relax.

I still don't think my car even HAS the necessary sockets and wiring for such a thing.

I think its something TPD makes up to cavity search the pretty white boy living in the blackfolk's part of town.

Their words
not mine.

I think I masturbated 7 times today.
And downloaded 8 gigs of porn.
And played waaaaaay too much metal gear
but I did manage to...


managed to...







yeah


I got nothing.

I may or may not update my resume and do a load of laundry tomorrow.
Leaning toward may not.

I think I would've actually left the house sooner had I not been suffering from a bout of idiocratic dyssentary.

I want to do something
with someone

I don't think I've met that someone yet.

Just feels like I'm getting overripe on this branch.

Tomorrow's another opportunity to be a face in the crowd.