so....i've recently joined a football league. seems that no one thought my bowling was sexy. but now that i'm getting the wind knocked out of me...sexy time.it's funny because it's actually pretty fun. reminds me of when i was younger and we used to play the neighborhood behind ours. we were always the smaller dudes but we'd whoop their ass, then after they'd try to whoop (fight) ours back.
i went out last wednesday and did pretty well for a dude that hasn't been as active as i used to be. scored two touchdowns. knocked a few dudes out. made an interception (that was ruled not one cause they are some punks and don't want to play by rules..except when you're "out" of bounds). pretty excited about my game tomorrow. hopefully i can continue to wreck havoc, although i admit being a short dude playing against dudes who played football in college, is a bit umm...what's the word. not intimidating, but um.. let's just say my ass ain't trying to get hit. i took one hit and thought dude knocked my spine out. thankfully it was just "my wind" & about 10 years off my life.
cougar alert, cougar alert!
so this chick just shows up at the studio the other day on some, "i was just dropping in to say hey & to check out the studio". i'm saying.. when has it been cool you dropping by a spot no one ever invited you to? she asked me what studios i be at. i told her the one i'm at the most. and all of a sudden she's in the neighborhood. come on.......when she left she kinda thanked me like it was on some cool shit. which kinda made me feel a
little less creeped out. on some, "thanks for letting me sit in here for a minute, friend". i think she thinks we really are friends. like not just associates, but like friends. moving a little too fast for me. dunno...still think she trying to ride the ride.
speaking for riding a ride. how about my chick relays to me that i got ashy hands. not like ashy on the outside. but ashy on the inside. she told me holding my hand was like gripping sandpaper. i admit i was rushing...i ain't put no lotion on. but my hands weren't THAT ashy. we always joke cause when i rub my hands together they make a real loud sound. which is funny. but she kinda hurt my feelings. like who wanna be holding someone's hand or touching them and think they're thinking "get your hard hands off me" it's like...i HONESTLY don't think my hands are that dry. like i couldn't feel them being dry, nor were they like white or flaking. i admit i'm not a hands off dude, meaning i do shit with my hands. my hands aren't supposed to be soft, but i guess they aren't supposed to be coarse either. dunno..just makes me a little self conscious now. among other things. but-er-um...i guess i'ma slick my hands up for the next time. and watch then she'll complain their too soft.
