February 20th 2009

no. but nice hair.
wow. i wanted to get one exactly like that. she has lucky charms, she’s showing them to us.
i still think you have nice hair. who made that? wanna know my favorite quote? 
 butt touch twice and i point away, but you seem to be okay with it
stand right next to me. 580…did you take note?

unforgettable night.
i know, i’m being a little obsessive, but it was SO nice and comfortable and i wish i could do it all over. RIGHT NOW and forever. and i’ll continue to replay it to myself until time fades it away slowly…but secretly, i’ll hold pieces of it always

i like…

pb&j’s
i could eat em, all night and day
listening to my man, jason mraz
with his sexy voice and skinny ass
mr geek in the pink..i think
i wanna shrink him up and put him in my pocket.
like mr. sprocket…
and go take a trip in our rocket
of love <3
and i like!
to sing his songs
try to keep pitch and follow along
i don’t know all the lyrics yet
but just listen and try not to sweat
and i like!
the sound of his voice
jason mraz, there’s no other choice
so sweet and chill is his tone
love to listen to him on the microphone
while he freestyles and plays guitar
so fucking sexy, he melts my heart <3
and i’m done!!!

the F train

on my way home from work. waiting at the stop on beach and the street next to taylor, i knew it was going to get packed once we hit the fisherman’s wharf stop, which was next…little did i expect what would happen next.
i get on the f train and see plenty of seats empty, but i choose one closest to the door, next to a man more on the heavy side than not…sticking out in the aisle a bit, but no big deal. people do this all the time and never get hurt…HA!
pier 39, the train is full. hope we don’t stop anymore or else people will REALLY have to start cramming. and as my luck would have it…of course we stop. and here comes a woman…in khakis and a fanny pack. her ass pressed against my right shoulder…not sexy at all. i sit and bear the discomfort…move! please move!!! i know you feel my shoulder on your ass…so why don’t you move already?! and the person or persons getting out finally do..and the train moves again…a sigh of relief..she has moved away from me. no more ass on my shoulder…
but then the japanese guy decides he wants to stand right next to me…with his crotch close to my cheek…HAHA am i being punked or something? he leans in…WTF! i know someone’s pulling a prank on me..but no! the car stops again, he moves…another sigh! but guess who’s back…the khakis.
she found her way back to me. and this time i decide to move forward, just lean a little forward. at least she won’t be pressed up against me. right?
WRONG! khakis with the fanny pack decides to lean in more…almost SITTING on my shoulder! and she just stays there. do you NOT know MUNI etiquette because ass pressed up against someone’s shoulder is NOT nice! and when it’s borderline sitting on my shoulderblade that is just UNKOSHER. almost at the point where i’d have to tell you to Fuck Off! but i’m polite and will excuse it these two times, but if i see you again and you decide to perch on my shoulder again…i will have to say something. because that shit is just disgusting.
but then i think to myself…maybe it’s karma getting back at me. i got in through the backdoor and didn’t pay…and now karma is biting me in the ass….or actually sending an ass to sit on me!!!