Speech is conveniently located midway between thought and action, where it often substitutes for both.
- John Andrew Holmes

How often have I thought this? Of course, sometimes we act without thought and that is nothing more than a disaster.

Exausted

So, you would think that eventually, staying out all night would get really old right? And I'm sure that it will....eventually. I'm supposed to be doing tons of homework to get the rest of the semester finished, and enjoy my winter break, and instead, I went out last night. Met some really nice and cute guys, very friendly. We all had a great time drinking and such. Came home with a hickey on my neck. So the question is....does that make me a slut, or just someone having fun with my life? Jim was a really nice guy, and let me crash at his place cause I was just too damn drunk to be driving. Course I'm pretty sure that everyone else was just a bad. We didn't do anything other than making out for a while, which was really nice. Haven't done that in so long. What happend to the teenage fun of making out? When did we loose the fine art of kissing in lue of Sex? Would the world just stop for a moment to savor a really great kiss? And if it did, would I recognize it?
Life is so fun. It's good to laugh, and I did plenty of that today. The Best Man came over to day and played hide and Seek with Xandra. The greatest thing of it was, he was sincere about having fun with her. He's really a welcome relief and a breath of fresh air. It's awesome to see someone really have fun, without needing Alcohol to liven up.
W. is coming over Tues night. We might sleep together, and we might not. Should be interesting to find out. Haven't figured out what's going on in his mind yet. Suddenly, I'm not the bad guy, and he's not on the defense. Could this be the time we get a chance? Or are we doomed to be sexually frustrated, emotionally drained confidants for the rest of our lives?