My Waisted Life

So yesterday I thought I were going to enjoy a relaxed evening in front of the monitor without doing much else than usual… work. But I had forgotten about cow^[1].

It must have been around 8PM when she hit me up with a text, asking if I were going to pub later and wanted to watch a movie (at hers).
Honestly, I couldn’t be really bothered. Not that I didn’t want to see her, but dammit we only spoke for the time a day before. If there’s one thing I’ve outgrown it’s the adolescent pubertarian lovamingy.

Some text messages later we had agreed that I would bring a not mainstream, off movie about drugs, but still funny and actually with some plot, story: The Salton Sea.

Boy, was I wrong!

Not only was Cow soon nagging me on the phone with messages such as Where are ya? Waiting for you!, but when it came to watch a great movie, all she had in mind was touch me.
Luckily I had the great excuse of having to get up early today for a live report of our game, so I could escape hers early.

I am not that sure anymore about having diner at hers this week.

1. I could have used horse but her ass isn’t THAT big either [↩]