pricciar: (you see It's not a hotdog It's a hotdog!)
wow. This week has passed by fast. I leave tomorrow. I have been doing two weeks of calculus in the space of a weekend and a couple of days. I did pretty well with it. Luckily, it's early in the semester so the week of class I am missing will be the less difficult stuff. And, I will have a ton of time on the airplane to teach myself. I will be fine. One quiz tomorrow and then no worries.

Labor Day weekend was fun. Lots of work, and homework, and a bike ride here and there. Then on Monday we had a fun BBQ. Lots of awful jokes, and I let everyone hear both versions of Hit Me Baby, One More Time. Can there be a better time than that?

I have been having a ton of deep thoughts lately. Luckily, I have been too busy to write them down and make all of you all suffer with them. Maybe, when I get back.

At City College yesterday I saw a girl wearing a jean skirt so low that I could see her butt crack. Unadorned with even a thong string. Now, I have no issues with the showing off of the human body. In fact, it caused me such great stareage that I ran over a speed bump and had a problem. But, that's mostly because I like skin. I thought of it more later, and aside from the honey smooth tan skin, the perfect shape and the alluring dimple in the small of the back, her butt looked exactly like a plumber's. That's the new look. Plumber chic! I think it's the jean skirt, i have seen the but crack look in other sorts of material and it never screamed plumber at me.
Maybe it was the tool belt, too.
Lest you think me a shallow perv - I learned things while I was there, as well. Important things.

I might skip on bringing my laptop on the plane this time. I have a bunch of homework I want to do, plus Assassination Vacation, the book club book, a Sherlock Holmes book, and a Dick Francis Book I will pick up at the library. I think that is more than enough to keep me occupied. Still, it's nice to have the laptop in case I get stuck in an airport. I'll think about it.

Wedding on Saturday. I think I am just going to borrow a suit from my brother or Dad. I have my own suit, and I tried it on last night so it fits. But, borrowing a garment bag and messing with it seems like such a hassle. It is easier just to be a leech when I get there.

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