2006-12-10 - 10:34 a.m.
I got a call from Laura just a few minutes ago, she asked "what i was doing", i told her i was gonna play football at around 12noon, until around 3pm. She said "in this cold weather. I told her football is a cold weather sport and that i like the cold weather, althought not too cold.
She said that i liked the cold weather because i had a cold heart. I laughed and asked her what was her excuse, that she had been dissing me for the last week or so. She said she had a lot on her mine. I said that i hope i was part of that lot. She said i was.
So we chit chatted for about 30 minutes until i told her that was enought, that she knew i wasn't a talk a lot on the telephone talker, like someone we knew she said F-you laughing. She said she might drop by the game, i told her to dress heavy. She said that she expected me to keep her hot. I told her i was hot and honry already. She laughed and that was that.
What to do diaryboy, i was gonna call Lola and invite her to the game, and if she didn't want to go i was gonna hook up with her later. A bird in the hand who gives hand jobs or a bird who hasn't given up shit. Laura is fine but so is Lola. And Lola is easy prey, but i already fucked up and invited Laura to the game so i have to put my best game one. I ain't giving up a hand job or more, for nothing.
Ok gotta go, gotta figured out a get me some ass from Laura game plan...
DINOBOY
