I went to a yoga class today and was told that I am naturally flexible. Big ol' rubber band me. Lovely. Just because I can put my legs around my head they treated me like a goddess. Group adoration works wonders on the unloved, confuzzled soul. Ahh. They asked me to attend their advanced class-hell I'd only just gone to beginners on a whim. I was bored and needed to be zen. I'd been meaning to try yoga, try and somehow suppress my extreme sexual desire. It didn't work....
A hot guy came into work today but he was with some girl. I was all depressed, with well, my bro's buddy, and my not being screwed that I barely noticed exactly how hot he was. He was just another guy with his lovely girlfriend. I didn't try anything at all though. I saw he was cute, but I just couldn't pull anything, I was too down. I went over to take their order and I noticed he kept trying to catch my eye. He wasn't looking at the girl at all, but he was sooo shy. Just sitting there, catching my eye then looking away. It intrigued me but I continued with my work, thinking I was imagining things. When I took over their food though, he just kept saying thanks though, he was so sweet, like he couldn't have been any nicer to me. I was sure the girl he was with was getting more and more pissed off so I walked away and left them alone, still stuck in my depression, head up ass style. Suddenly, the girl gets up from the table and marches over to me. I'm thinking, shit, this girl could really take me. I bet she could beat the shit out of me right here without even blinking, I'm gonna die. Maybe I should just lie down, let her stomp on me before the mauling begins. In about an hour (my insane head time not real) she finally reached me and yelled " Do you like my brother? He's really shy and frankly starting to piss me off whilst I'm eating my breakfast talking about how beautiful you are. Would ya go out with him?" I'm stunned and this girl who works with me, Lana, she just starts rolling around the floor laughing at me, who is wincing, waiting for a blow to the head. " Your brother?" I squeaked out, " Yeah, that's gross, you didn't think we were....ewwww...look do you wanna go out sometime with him or not?" She says. I don't like her attitude so I walk past her and start to talk to her brother, who is called Michael. Then I realise how cute he is, creamy dark brown eyes, perfect tanned skin..going out for thai food tomorrow night. Lovely. Not into the dating thing though. I just want to screw him, and I'm not sure if he's just the screwing type. Have to wait till tomorrow and find out I guess.
I'm not sure how Ryan feels about me screwing his friend. My brother can be possessive. Also, as his twin he feels very protective of me, though you think he'd want me to screw his buddy more then because he'd know the guy is ok. I don't know. Ryan is seriously into tabasco sauce at the moment. He puts it on everything. His favourite is ice cream and tabasco sauce. Ying and yang. Why? God knows, he goes through these phases, remember the custard? Well, he claims that they balance each other out and is therefore a good match. It won't be long before he threatens to sue the tabasco company for the leathal amounts of whatever they put in it or something or other...very typical of Ry.
Frank has kinda gone awol. He'd been saying for a while he'd like to go to the desert but I didn't really believe he'd just go. I mean. I wanted to go with him. It'd have been cool. Last time I saw him, he was very drunk and I'm talking, yearning for dead cat you had when you were 5, speaking in tongues, balance just a distant thing you once had drunk. Now he's gone. Ryan says I shouldn't worry, he's still not told me anything about this little vacation that he's got planned for us- I'm worried. This all seems very very strange.
