well i set this thing up to try and jot down some of my thoughts, but for the past 30 mintues i was fotunate enough to entertain my roomates (mainly gavin), by letting them watch pornucopia. we sit/lay on my mishaped, sunken in joke of a mattress and watch the steamy hot very informative action. the way i see it, i become the buffer zone for both of them. see for gavin its okay to watch it, since he's not gonna beat off with me there, and for ashley she gets a little glimpse at what her man, well all men for that matter, are so turned on by. and maybe, juuuuuuuuuust maybe, they get alitle aroused together and maybe go fuck eachother like never before. and if the answer then is infact C, well then, you're welcome.

if i could actually enjoy sleeping while i'm asleep, then i wouldn't stay up so late all the time. at least i think. you see i enjoy relaxing, doing nothing and just laying and watching a movie. and i love sleep. but i don't enjoy it. obviously i'm not happy when i'm asleep. right? i'm asleep. how can i be enjoying it? i don't know what i'm tryiing to say, i mean i do, but i'm not to sure why i'm even saying. i think its because i actually am tired, and i need to actually go to sleep. but don't be fooled. as much as i'm looking forward to resting, i will not be enjoying any minute of it. thats why waking up sucks so much. you fall sleep exhausted and next thing you know you wake up where you left off. wait. what? what just happened? i know i like sleeping, but i don't feel like that was fun or relaxing. if i go back to sleep will i like it this time? nope. fuck! okay its officially time for bed. goodnight. i'll see you right where i left you.