insights into the world of caffeinated monkeys
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Sunday, July 27, 2003 My Obsession With Doug Another semester had begun, and I was back at Juniata, but Juniata wasn't in Huntingdon anymore. The town was still called Huntingdon, but it was really Shepherdstown, WV. But they called it Huntingdon. I didn't want to crack their illusions. They can call the town whatever they want; I was only there for the school year. I drove all the way through town, and parked in the driveway of the apartment building. A nice huge old house. I opened the front door and it was a complete house. I thought that it had been split into apartments, but it hadn't. So we had one giant kick ass house. This was going to be a great semester--we all had schmuck classes, all were over 21, and I was living with some of the coolest people. I mean, I was sharing an immediate room with Doug (the Trading Spaces designer) and Andy, and I was sharing the house with Heather, Christa, Aud, Zeke, Brian, Ned, one of those sports team mascots who always wore his uniform, and some chick from one of those sort of popular WB shows. There were so many people around to have fun with. And it was the typical college house--beer signs everywhere, computers, bar--imagine Animal House's house with more modern stuff. Well, Doug decided that that obviously wasn't going to work, and he enlisted everyone to help out with his great design of the house. We had decided to start with our immediate room and work to other places in the house. Well, I had quite the crush on Doug, and I wasn't shy about this. Neither was Andy. God Bless him, he told Doug that he wanted him like a wildebeast wants a monkey, but that he knew that I wanted him more. And Doug liked me. When he spanked my ass with a 2 by 4, it was just true love. Fast forward to next semester. The house is decorated and totally kick ass. Doug and I are together. Everything is groovy. I even have a cat. Named Angel. Not sure why, but we have a cat, and we both have jobs lined up in the same area. And then my car died and I needed to get a new car. I was out car shopping all day, and couldn't find anything that I could afford, let alone like. I was so frustrated when I got home, I just crawled into bed. As my head hit the pillow, I felt something cold and metal against my head. I turned to look and it was a car key. Doug stood there with the little remote thingy, and outside was a brand new BMW. It was silver, but it was a freakin' Beamer. Rock. And then I woke up, and there is no Doug and no Beamer, even if it is silver. But that was a good dream. And I had dream sex, but we're not talking about that. :) Maybe I shouldn't fall asleep listening to the "Tie Me Up And Spank Me" CD. posted by jaime | 9:37 AM 0 comments |
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