“I can’t believe I got hold of Man On The Ceiling! Powerbooks Trinoma! No sign of Phil Free Press and pgs 4.”
I replied, “Wow! Happy! You’ll love it! As for the rest, sisipot na lang yan, gar.”
“True. Grabe, I’m reading Nin, The Tems and Ackerman! Di kaya ako maloka nito?”
I replied, “Di, loka loka ka na eh, pero mas magiging henyo ka. Hahahahaha!”
The other night I told her that I have a copy of Anais Nin’s “Delta of Venus”, too.
It’s in torture French and the title is “Venus Erotica”.
The other night, I told Joey and Stefania that in 1967 it was originally titled “Delta of Venus Erotica” and my copy was given to me by Basha during one of those nights that he, Froddo and I drank and slept over at his house.
Basha had commanded me that night, “Read to me in French.”
Then he said, “No…No…Slowly.”
I laughed, “Hon, I have a butcher’s accent and I’m not drunk enough for this!”
The next day, I wailed, itchy, “Hon, I’m not sleeping over again until you spray your bed!”
He laughed, “It’s the cats.”
He slept between me and Froddo and he said I hogged the narrow bed.
Basha, like most (if not all) men, has a hard-on in the mornings.
Once he introduced someone to me and I winced when she addressed him “hon” too. I had been calling him “hon” the whole time. I thought, Uh-oh. I should stop calling him “hon”.
Once he introduced someone to me and she said her name was “Chang”. She declared to me that I was a lesbian because I looked so butch. I looked at Basha, smiled, and said to her, “Chang? You know we call our housekeeper Chang.”
She blinked.
Basha laughed.
Later that night I told him, “You know I don’t like how you go through girls but I’m all for dumping this one after you’re done. She’s rude. In the meantime, I’m not hanging with you while you’re with her. I don’t like being rude.”
Once Aoux sent me a message while he was at Loft, “Di ka ba pupunta?”
I asked, “Who’s there?”
He rattled off names including our housekeeper’s.
I replied, “No, thanks.”
Basha sent me a message immediately after, “Tsk.”
Basha once nagged, “You’re such a brat! You should be grateful that we were never in a relationship because you can’t ever tell me what to do and you can’t do the things you do!”
I said, “Yeah, yeah, yeah, tie my shoelaces for me, please.”
He kept on nagging while he tied my shoelaces.
I don’t know and can’t seem to learn how to tie shoelaces so I trip on them.
He is a horny bastard but not to me.
Wow, I must be in love with him…
Something to make him laugh or drop dead: Hon, I think I’m in love with you. Fuck, hell, no.
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