JB and I fought until one this morning and then had mind blowing sex. The fuck?
Who am I anymore? Roseanne?
Anyway, we cleared the air about of lot of things and, despite the 3 hours sleep, I’m feeling pretty good today. We are heading up to our friend Robs' place at the lake for the long weekend. (their motto? Smith Lake… A lake for the gays)
I’m hoping to relax and have fun, but since the drama queens Mac and T are going also, (we’re going, we’re not going. we’re going, we’re not going.) it will at least be interesting. Or not.
I’ll be drunk anyway, so it doesn’t matter.
Ooh. I’m hoping those four Huntsville boys are gonna be there.
They owe us a skinny-dipping date.