Thursday, 18 October 2012

Suckered in...

I had no idea I was this...easy... till today when... anyway, let me start from the top.

I wake up, go to the 'shop', take a peek, there is no one there, and I start walking up to the internet cafe, and I had not even passed the hotel complex when Butt-head's mom pulls up, in the Honda Ballade, and she makes as if to park, then decides to go forward a bit [I would have passed by the time she got out] and finally parks.
She gets out, and I STARE at her, because I was expecting her to SAY something, but she just touches her hair, and I see the make-up and lipstick, and for once take it for the disguise it really is.

Woman must be distraught!

I think it is about her son, so I go on the internet and casually let her off the hook, but I passed by just now, and she still is there, and even yesterday, she spent the whole day with the car parked right where I would be sure to notice it, so, well, I have decided to hold off the exit, a bit, and stand down.

Also, those five women I had added I am un-adding, and the Jordanian girl, well she IS sexy, so, fuck it, I will take her.

That brings me back to 36, and fuck it, I do not want any more.

Never again.

So, Butt-head had better rush off to Zim while I am still in a not-so-bad mood, but the Americans STILL die, and I will declare war on these assholes as soon as I collect all my women, and exit the premises.

Surprised I was, to see that I actually CARE for someone.

What next? Am I going to become a doddering old fool in my young age?

Life is so...complicated!