  Yep-ola. Its 4pm, and I just woke up. This may have been the longest continuous sleep session in recent memory.
I went to bed at about midnight, then not waking until a whopping 16 hours later. Whos proud of me, raise your hands. I dreamt of golf. I only brought my putter with me from the car and really needed my nine iron. The walking was amazing, seeing rancho santa fe in waning light of day, grabbing coffee and sugary things from Starbucks when the frustration of not being able to play too well exhausted me.
I dreamt of a boy who was after me to date him. Like this dude I met last night at Scotts bar. As soon as I told him Im a lesbian, he walked promptly away. Ha! Asshole. Then I dreamt that this same guy and I, we were defending ourselves against mafia hitmen, got so wrapped up in the fear of nearly being shot that I proposed we shag out in the open field to document our defiance of bullets and anger. But then he couldnt get an erection. Wha? (just as I type the word, the cat seems to know it and grabs my foot to roger it) Strange night asleep with sweaty sheets and a heaviest eyelids keeping me from getting up. When the door rang twice (I feared my rubbish bins were all over the street, the only thing that would incite a visit from the neighbours), when the phone rang three times I just couldnt move.
I guess knowing how much I enjoy those extra hours safely tucked away in addition to realizing I have nothing else to do thats pressing is what allows for these marathons. So Ive got my French press going a bit tardy today. No disability check in the mailbox for me yet today, so my plans will have to follow suit.
Need to call back Mark and Luis. Im considering a repeat offence with the former to readjust my head still reeling from losing Kerri. Im such a guy sometimes; have consequence free sex with a friend to get your mind off of the much better sex youll never have again with the one you love. Im feeling saucy. He already let me know his roommates are out of town for the weekend. And me, no I dont think I could deface my love chamber with casual man-sex.
Who am I kidding? Do it yourself, girl. Cheapening the deal isnt what you need right now. And anyway, skip the penis. Thats so not what I miss. I ought to think about showering in case the happy couple, luis and ms robin truelove, come on up here. Its been too long since Ive hung out with my friends! 
