listening to: vnv nation - honour

craving: i just had some of the best damn salsa i’ve ever had. i got it at the union square greenmarket last weekend and just now tried it - it’s so fucking hot. it’s great. my eyes are watering.

last night: argh. last night didn’t go anywhere near the way it was desired and/or expected to. i was kind of in a bad mood - stressy, a bit pissy maybe. ended up getting hauled into some majorly absurd drama that just so didn’t need to take place. and i find it incredible that a certain psychotic freak still had the nerve to call my house afterwards - not acceptable, hun. you lost the rights to my civility.

so far today: stayed home from work today in an attempt to finally get the peace and quiet and de-stressing i originally wanted yesterday, and it’s gone rather well. spencer slept at my place - we got curly fries and lime rickies at like one in the morning last night, then collapsed into some really deep sleep, at least on my part. being around spencer always has a certain sort of comforting familiarity that i sometimes underestimate but always appreciate.

so basically i slept all day, which turned out to be more or less exactly what i needed, and i feel on the whole decent today. i’m even toying with the idea of going to long black veil tonight, though that seems unlikely and my plans are still kind of nebulous anyway.

current plans for later today: have yet to be determined. i need to do a bit of work from home, since i didn’t go into the office today. might go to long black veil, but i’m making an educated guess that i’ll instead watch run lola run again and work on some new ponyfalls i’m making.

what else: last night at the diner, there were these cherries in our lime rickies. i forget what they’re called; the ones that they use to garnish drinks. you know. anyway but so i couldn’t get the second one out of the glass. i was not up to the challenge. so spencer seizes control of the glass and starts fishing around for it with the straw, eventually just reaching in and grabbing it [the cherry], at which point he threw it at me. it ricocheted off my nose and landed on the table where, because of the force of the impact and being soaked in lime rickey, it burst.

so yeah, spencer popped my cherry.