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Apr. 11th, 2004 12:21 amI am at my sister's house, where I expected to play pool. I shouldn't have arrived at 11pm, so it's my damn fault.
Her roommates are nice, but they are watching a chick flick where this photographer in Dublin is engaged to one woman and screwing her two sisters, her brother and their mother. That's squicky, even with the fact none of them know that the others are screwing him. I don't know, dating members of the same family seems a little too weird for me. Then again, I have no problem with sex between cousins but am uncomfortable with a guardian having sex with their ward.
I had originally planned to go to Best Buy to order a headset for roleplaying. I got that via online and plans to pick it up and a CD from an on-line used record store. I sometimes wonder how to plan for the future. I want to be able to get help if I become sick in my old age, though baring senility, I just cannot imagine myself not working. Even if I saved every penny or made good investments, I would still do some sort of consulting work or writing. I aim more for having my own life rather than a big house.
I feel weirdly sleepy and not certain if I want to stay here and sleep or go home. Maybe this is a better idea, since I am attending a reading of The Wasteland.
Her roommates are nice, but they are watching a chick flick where this photographer in Dublin is engaged to one woman and screwing her two sisters, her brother and their mother. That's squicky, even with the fact none of them know that the others are screwing him. I don't know, dating members of the same family seems a little too weird for me. Then again, I have no problem with sex between cousins but am uncomfortable with a guardian having sex with their ward.
I had originally planned to go to Best Buy to order a headset for roleplaying. I got that via online and plans to pick it up and a CD from an on-line used record store. I sometimes wonder how to plan for the future. I want to be able to get help if I become sick in my old age, though baring senility, I just cannot imagine myself not working. Even if I saved every penny or made good investments, I would still do some sort of consulting work or writing. I aim more for having my own life rather than a big house.
I feel weirdly sleepy and not certain if I want to stay here and sleep or go home. Maybe this is a better idea, since I am attending a reading of The Wasteland.