and i be getting together on tues, hopefully. feeling more chilled out after vacating my prison-cell-box of a room, and taking the novel approach of phoning ahead for a reservation, which actually only worked due to divine interference, as the receptionist, one mr baloo, put my res down for the next day, and we just happened to arrive at the desk as mr- guest who was staying in the room i now call home was finishing checking out.
i had been trying to post to el blog via email which hasnt been working, so for a rapid summary of the last weeks events: chaos, complete and total mind-altering body shaking chaos, and then it turns out that this last weekend was the greatest and most auspicious day to get married for the whole year, so no hotel rooms to be found, thus landing me in box-like-prison cell room whcih literally was the second to last room left in town, the last one being the other box-like-prison cell room next door.
anyways perceptual filters have been activated, the mind is somewhat shielded from sensory assault, very star-trek like actually, cannons torpedoing the mental defenses, survival realized only through a fantastic combination of grace and luck. found some company in an older, guessing early 40s, cute and nice woman, who i ran into at the railway station somewhat disconcerted over being totally fucked for finding a room, having already tried 2 other cities, so she thus had no choice but to come with me and share a room in a town 4 hrs away, but we havent gotten down and dirty or anything, not yet anyways, i'm often quite shy really when it comes to initiating the process of getting into the pants.
i forgot my camera cable at the hotelito so pics soon.
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