I Think I'm Sick

anemia. I think I'm anemic. My mother was....is....whatever. I never have enough energy. I know I don't sleep enough but I always...sometimes make that up on weekends. who cares if I sometime see stairs and moan painfully. I'm probably just blowing lack of sleep out of proportion. Yep that is it. Sleep. Saturday. First order of business . Get back in bed until 9. yep that is my plan.

Oh God. I think I'm trapped with two gay me at work. Ones cute the other is just loud. Eddie and Edward. Eddie is clearly older and more mature but he can get loud.

Edward I think is still in high school and hasn't quite developed good control of the volume button. All I heard last night was this horrible racket. Sounds like two women with colds or something.

I don't like those type of men by the way. My ears start to bleed if exposed to them for to long. I like my mens to be mens. Not mens tryin' to be womens or soundin' like womens. But I wouldn't mind a woman right now either.

This is the problem of my life. I can never decide what I want if given an option of two. Especially if I like both. So I tend to try to take both or switch the two periodically. hence, the whole bi thing. At least with me. I love everyone. Sometimes though I know what I want, and right now my little man says go shoppin' for a little female. you runnin' low at the moment. But I don't want sex. I'm trying(repeat TRYING) to abstain from any sexual contact. this includes oral and kissing as well as any form of penetration. I'm doing this until at least the end of January.

I was starting to feel like something of a call boy.