after, my testosterone drop flat on the floor... i was just drained.. sucked to dry and ready to roll over.. figured i could use a massage.. i've been contemplating on getting one since last week.. good thing yesterday was a holiday.. one hour and thirty minutes later got a text message from this pal who i haven't met for almost two months..
t'was nice catching up with the dude.. we played nine balls.. won the first few rounds, but later he was able to get into his rythm and i started to lose.. a lot. sucks to be piling balls often, but i played decent and still won a few ones later.. and when it mattered most, y'know the last game, i was victorious!
nope, it wasn't luck at all... just sweet, straight-up shooting baby!
later, we went to some "happy place." nice place tell ya that.
but i can't stay late.. i need to wake up early to bring my son to school and i need my friggin' beauty sleep... to hell with those hot vixens!
oooopps!!
tonight i'm contemplating whether i should go and hit the gym.. it's legs day.. *yawn* i know..
i don't wanna do it half-ass.. maybe if i could take a quick nap, things would be better...
later alligator... ZZzzzz...
