i seem to be in a huge sex-craze lately. i am in no way solicitating sex or saying i have some one to fuck with-- it just seems to be popping into my brain a lot.
today during art, my throat hurt. i have a cold; my trachea felt sore. i wanted a cough drop or some water for this ache. instead of saying this, i turn to my friend and say, "my throat needs a handjob. a real good one, with lots of a lube." then i started rubbing my trachea as a guy would rub his dick. it was a joke, but ladies and gents, that is f-u-c-k-e-d u-p! literally.
then my art teacher started talking about some artist dude who is "an excellent glass-blower". at that point i suddenly find myself muttering to my table "well, i'm an excellent penis-blower." there are two guys at my table. i have never "blown". jesus. (maybe that's what i need---to find jesus.)
then this evening i was slurping down the rest of my glass of milk and as the liquid dripped down the tilted glass i see a penis. seriously, the shape the milk took on as it was being tilted downward was that of the whole male reproductive anatomy.
what the hell?
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