touch me

i have just the right amount of tingling and numbness going on around various parts of my body right now and no one to share these happy, touchy, kissy, feely feelings with. the only two “booty calls” i could make are not available to me at the moment. doesn’t really matter, i suppose. nature has decided i’m not getting any tonight (or this week) anyway.
too much information? too bad. i’m half-cut and i don’t care what falls out of my fingers onto my keyboard. i could write the great canadian novel right now and i wouldn’t know it until the next day. i feel so happy!
it’s odd, i don’t tolerate alcohol well. i usually feel really bad after a couple of drinks. but right now! maybe it’s because i didn’t eat all day then i had two beer before they brought me the crappiest enchilada on earth. i didn’t eat a quarter of it. meg & mark ate pretty much all of my dinner. at least they paid too.
i just deleted a potentially damaging confession about how i get crushes really easily and i spend far too much time imagining scenarios involving myself and the crushee. trust me. it’s better i deleted it. especially considering my current state. it got a little raunchy. =)
quote of the evening:
“i haven’t eaten and i’m drinking beer. i could be naked in five minutes.”
i love my friends. well, okay, i don’t love that they dropped me off at home to be all plurry (good word, huh? stole it from jim, i did) by myself. i need a snuggle-buddy. dammit, i should phone phil from the personal ad. or anthony! oh my god. maybe he’d come over and touch me and kiss me! ugh. i’m babbling. i probably shouldn’t click “post” but i’m going to anyway. *click*