On How The Gift giving went AND I end up Buying crappy food for a good cause

Hi Ya'll Is the Mommy Dearest Birthday today AND I almost forgot to call her cause I was busy getting a ticket this a.m, BUT I DID! and also I paid Binks off so she could buy something presenty and is not on me, and trust me I could not for the life of me give shits about this... *shrugs* So-rry!

Anywhoo i'm gonna blog a bit cause my desk is perfectly clean :

I got a bit of a haircut: nothing supermajor just a trim of the back/crown a little on the sides...cause My hair was driving me batty, i mean, is still nice, but I HATE when It's starts growing, I asked my aunt and my sister to do it and they wouldn't trim me up so I did it myself two nights ago, this is what I kind of find myself ambivalent about short hair: I LOVE having it short, I love coloring it and doing different things to it arrangement wise, I Love it short etc, I just struggle with transition cause Hello: I'm NOT patient!!!. I can't see it growing and me not doing anything about the shape changing, I trim compulsively and any time i get near a mirror cause I can't bear losing the cute haircut, I wouldn't mind if i woke up one day with Midlength hair again and then it went back short BUT I just have issues with it long and yet I Love change BUT not enough to get fake stuff put on.. Did I make ANY sense??? LOL

Let me tell you the strangest saddest story Like, I ended up calling my sister FULL ON sobbing.. and made her cry too : I was in DIRE need of putting gas on my car on the way back from work, Like EMPTY! But i always put this off til the last humanly possible minute cause also am Oh-So-Broke!?! Bueno, let me tell you I am Placidly putting gas on when this REALLY dirty, skinny sad eyes looking homeless guy comes and he starts cleaning my windshield and back window. I Tell him  "Please no Honey Don't do that I Really don't have anything to give you"  



He tells me and I so very much quote: " No NO I just want to do it, they need doing,you know.... I don't want to hurt you or anything, I don't need anything"

I now feel like shit, tell him I appreciate it I truly do But i truly also have nothing ... I get in the car and start feeling around to see if I Have any effing chance I locate about maybe 75 cents on random assortment of coins and such

He tells me again that he needs nothing he shrugs and says that God watches everything and that sometimes he'd just like people to look him in the eyes... AND returns the change to me by putting it in the car through the window when I'm not looking

*sigh* lurchy feeling in the tummy in 3...2....1

I wave him bye, he says I'm really pretty that some guy is so lucky and I'm like destroyed with sadness, Now I decide halfway home to turn tail and buy him dinner, sure I don't have much but i surely can swing that , I stop by Burger King, I turned around got large everything and a shake and is the WORST traffic ever, I call my sister to tell her what happened full on blubbering and then she too gets going, Now I'm sad that I Might Not catch this guy cause is simply a lot of time and traffic happening

I get there and Of COURSE is My shitty little Luck he isn't there!! I try to compose myself a little and I see 4 homeless people behind the dumpster of the Gas Station  that i also find familiar in the face from the Catholic food place, so I split the food amongst all of them and tell them to share with one another  they were very sweet and grateful  and  stuff... Now I'm thinking Oooohhh I'ma start crying again.. turn the corner, about hit the road and BAM! now there he is sitting there talking to another guy, waves happy as you please and says he was telling his his buddy I was the nicest person to him today . I ask him (very afraid that I'm about to .. I don't know? give a ride to this guy? ) if he needs or wants anything if i can help him : He declines but then I ask if he'd like dinner ...

"aw, well Why not? I guess, I guess I could split a burger with my buddy or something"

Guess who went and made ANOTHER run to the fast food place, this time for 2 of them burgers???
 Oh, yeah.. Of Course....I went back to the station and gave them both their food and they were superduperhappy and stuff

I just felt sad about the whole thing like.. A grown man asking to be acknowledged as a human being and in fact having to spell it out that sure he was dirty and homeless but he wanted nothing from me and did not mean me any harm *sigh*

And then I went on to FINALLY give OM his 12-string guitar: Ok THAT was a doozy, First of all cause OM doesn't celebrate Birthdays, Om is notoriously Spare, Om has an acoustic Guitar/ an electric guitar/ a sax and a Piano all in his office, so I was ambivalent about getting this But the other options were Golf stuff which I know nothing about and an Ocean Pole which I also know nothing about so I was in a bind, but I wanted to give him something I had some knowledge that he MIGHT like (he had mentioned this twice to me in passing) and something useful or that he could have forever-ish from me to enjoy, kind of like the things he's given me (yeah besides the orgasms, all the things he's given me are things I keep using , so those where my considerations, and uh have I mentioned How Nervous He Makes me?...

... Anyways....I say finally cause it Took forever to get here, when it did the cocksuckers at FedEx DELIVERED it to my dinky ass irresponsible front office without my consent and this is a place that opens at 9 and closes at 4 so really when the Fuck was I going to get it back, FedEx helpfully told me that some lady named Cecile signed for it ?!?!? I ripped them a New ass over the phone, You do NOT understand I asked them what was the purpose of the Fucking Door tag if I'm not allowed to make my own arrangements I mean BA-LLIS-TIC, I left a Nasty Message with the association AND marched Myself to the crappy Pool house that is used as "the front office" the cleaning staff for the complex didn't want to give me my package nor open the office cause this Cecile person wasn't there I threatened sarcasmed and essentially fought my way into getting my package... until I did all in good time to go to work and shit

I got home and before going to work I Opened it just to inspect it and GOD it IS a beautiful Instrument!

Anyways As another aside We've been having SUCH hot sex?? seriously I don't understand how this doesn't stop cause it really is sick and lurid and it includes things like rimming 69s that last forever, licking biting sucking just flat out straight porny shit and stuff that goes on the next day ,and most Saturday mornings that i stay over  we don't KISS good morning , we 69 each other til everyone is satisfied.. and that takes a while, like I was telling La that I'm now averaging more sex than when I had THAT live in boyfriend  who used to make all types of excuses ( headaches, his stretch marks, eww that's gross, no I can't go to the porn store) cause Mild Missionary On Saturdays and Sundays was about all he wanted.. and Softcore Porn that we couldn't watch together!!! (took me a minute to find out cause we didn't live together and had conflicting schedules for quite a while) SOFTCORE PORN !?!? when i rubbed one out at my office today to a gay threesome for god's fucking sake!?!?. Yet here I am with this dude exchanging the worst stories and pretzelled out into some godawful position having my shoulder bit while being rammed from behind, extremely often.

So i digress BUT the point is this week has been a strange one .. I think maybe the whole cake (which he ate The WHOLE thing minus a piece by himself) / the card (which was about shitting and pissing and the man that tries to lick my underarms as a joke found completely appropriate and hilarious and actually texted me raving about it) thing might have touched him deeper than I thought, cause before I even whipped out the Guitar, after sex, say Maybe Monday night? or Tuesday? (i'm becoming confused I've been spending a lot of time overnight there) We actually had one of those post sex talks this was about a few things such as how ne needs to write for fucking Hallmark already ... we are chilling and he finally fesses up to liking me scratching his back  (cause this guy is that ridiculously closed off that he wouldn't tell you something so simple but this one slipped out after we called it a night after delicious Sans Ropas.. Ladies srly If your dude is into light assplay DO.IT!) and in that time we talked about relationships and such He REALLY has a REALLY effed up ideas of relationships, we also talked about his brothers, I asked him if any of them had contacted him in FB or email on his bday, he said no but that he was thinking of contacting The Oldest one now that he's divorced (this one stopped talking to everyone after he got married, for a while was a shut in etc , seems to now be a bit better) to see how it might go, I think he  is scared, anyways he also told me he last was in a relationship with some Crazy Bitch that had a kid and he was living with her and she low key threatened him with : "If you don't like it get out" ... and he did during one fateful lunch hour, he actually moved on her during a lunch hour!!!... so I guess he sincerely believes this is how we all operate, like mean petty controlling assholes.. and THIS was 11 years ago?!??! i don't even fucking understand how this works, I think I could very well be his closest thing to serious/steady in YEARS

Anyways after that and cause i scratched his back forever we turn around and he is cuddling me and starts licking my back threatening to lick my armpit (I rue the day I told him that story!!!) and he says on his " Q Impersonation Voice"

OOHH noo OM Please , come now.. I can't takeeee iitt

Lady, I KNOW your body... and anyways I'm the Bus driver, I tell you when we get off... I also know how many stops I want to make

-_-

Then he lands another Gem in the form of : If I tell my buddy this (he knocked my earring off, we never found the back of it) : I Plowed that girl Like Farmland

Christ

But so yeah That was that, we agreed on a lot of points about putting up with people's bs in relationships etc we went to sleep and cuddled all night good Times!. Yesterday I texted him that i was close by ( my aunt's and to call me when he freed up cause I had his gift and I  did not want to leave that just laying about I told him I would leave it in the garage. He whined that he didn't set up his Sr vs Jr TLC show(American Chopper) so then without my prompting at ALL he simply said: Look there are extra keys in the garage where I have all the batteries, why don't you go  set the recording up, and wait for me there

??!!?? oh woooorrrdd??!??!

I promise you that I'm a suspecting cold hearted Werewhore and I would normally just snoop and check shit out and put myself at ease but I DIDNT... THAT shit was fucking hard as fuck REALLY REALLY REALLY hard

Bueno He came and sat next to me gave me a couple of gross jokes about his day and then I told him SHUT UP and open your present Fool!

He was SOOOO surprised and shocked like and stuff.. we spent the rest of the night tuning his guitar together with the help of his tuner and his piano, him teaching me the keys, me playing them til he got it on the guitar, the whole time sitting in front of each other listening til we heard the note and just locked eyes and nodded to each other .. kinda hot

Anyways after we did that i had Peanut butter for the first time in bout 10 years and we were beat and ready for bed, he went to shower, by the time he came in I was all in my burrito coverage.. but then he was so sweet.. strangely so.. like we were there i made room for him and sorta cuddled ... but then he said "thank you, I am so absolutely going to use it"

You're welcome, i just wanted to give you something you could use and possibly like

I will

....and then he hug/cuddled me face to face which we rarely do , that Honeymoon Hug thing ( usually we are more of spooners OR leg touchers) but he starts honest to goodness rubbing my hair and neck and rubbing my face, running his rough hands all over my head and face ****Oh BTW he does that when he is falling asleep and in the am's rubbing my hair... he told me the other day while watching Hoarders: YOU get away with that hair and it looks cute... that lady?? Fuck no***  and stuff like that, so sweeeeetttt anywhoo, so I get close, he kisses all over and my shoulders and then pulls me close to his chest cause I looovvveee that hairy mess..... and then next thing you know my filthy ass had to go for gold and so we just started sex well after I had figured we were going to sleep.. THAT was Business Time My friends and right after we were done-done-done he says (after I tell him I suspected that My one ovary receded like a ball) : Oh Yeah I laid down the law.. but No, seriously, Thank you

Today I went to drop off some cake from Mommy dearest Bday and ONLY for that... there he was playing his new guitar *cheesing*

What are you doing this weekend: I am going to try and go to the beach (nude please) but most likely will get roped into a Thrift store trip as I want new shirts (THAT and tights and legging and Maybe 2 pairs of boots will be my ONLY allowed purchases in fall/winter)


Bonobo- Silver: Them and quantic orchestra always give me the quiet fevery storm, this is so sexy and loungy!


Passion Pit- Swimming in the flood: I've told you at least 3 times about Passion Pit.. GET. THEM they are so brilliant and sweet and happy



Kate Nash- Pumpkin Soup: you have NO understanding of how much I love this chick ( One of my Kates.. the other one Is Earl)  ever since "dickhead" This Video is beyond ridic and fun and cheesy sweet.