writing smut. seriously thoroughly dedicated to writing smut now. how did this happen?
25 May, 2012
i is what i is, and what i is, increasingly, is dumb
yesterday an out-of-town friend, fp, came to stay for a few days owing to a family emergency. because of all our general laziness busyness, we decided to forego cooking and opted for pizza from our local pizza joint. because i am truly dumb when it comes to spatial imagination (wait! i want to be an urban planner? when i don't know the difference between 12" and 22" ?! let's hope the program is entirely in metric, eh?) i ordered two huuuuge pizzas, enough to feed a multitude.
moi: well, the good thing about a bigger pizza is that there are the middle pieces; you know, not as much... dough? mr. monkey: you mean crust? moi: christ! i'm going to grad school and i can't even remember my own name! fp: your name is crust?