i came this morning
Ξ March 26th, 2008 | → | ∇ General |
On the red line to work. I feel good, although I wanted to get up earlier this morning. Ah well, here I am. it’s all good I suppose. The new Panic at the Disco album is really good, although I’m not sure how well I can compare it to their first. The sound is a bit brighter, a bit more farcical.
There is a cute guy down the car from me, who looks British or Irish. He’s got dark hair and wire frame glasses. The set of his jaw is strong, and his face is a bit longer than I usually see. His eyes are blue. He is contemplative, as though he has a heavy burden on his shoulders. I think he may have a gorgeous accent, with his fine aristocratic nose and thin pink lips. I could easily be wrong, he’s probably American and just looks European.
The people on the El in the morning are always less interesting than the people on the El in the afternoon. The morning ride is full of people on their way to work or school. They are either grumpy (like me) because the sun is out and they’d rather be in bed, or they’ve got that cheery “I’m a morning person” expression. I hate those people. They’ve probably been up two or three hours already. It’s obscene.
I slept well last night, once I finally slept. I didn’t go to bed until nearly midnight and then I wrote for a while. When I tried to go to sleep I ended up tossing and turning for a while, thinking about the drama that happens in life. When I finally slept it was deep and heavy. I woke up a few minutes after seven and had a pleasant orgasmic experience before getting ready for work. I have to admit to being in a better morning mood than I usually am, primarily because there is no better way to start your day than with ejaculation.
Correction, there is only one better way to start your day than ejaculation. A good morning spanking/flogging/strapping is possibly the only better way to start the morning. Coffee has nothing on either orgasm or bdsm. Not that I like coffee, but if I did.
