Lately my biological clock has been severely fucked up due to the fact that I don't have a conventional work schedule. So I get sleepy at around 4:30 am and wake up at around 2:30 pm. Right after noon, which is when I wake up to drain the pithon and go back to sleep, I get bombarded by these weird, yet interesting dreams, which have been geting more vivid and "real-looking" these last few weeks. Here's the latest. See if you can get it.

I went to this huuuuge house with my family, it seems they were checking it out, maybe they wanted to buy it. I slip away from them and decide to roam the house on my own. The rooms, some of them were regular, some of them were gigantic, with up to four beds in a single room. Some were exquisitely decorated, like something out of an Architectural ...Keep reading.

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Writing last post's diatribe really fucked up my head last night, so obviously, my brain, to get even, provided me with another one of it's original, highly fucked up short films.
I'll call this one:

 

"Now That's Loyalty"
I was in some sort of gas station or car-related business, and this really cute, gorgeous guy came and attended me. He was a slender, dark-haired guy with gorgeous eyes and a killer smile, and even though the rest of the dream is all hazy, I can still remember the way he talked and his gorgeous grin. Where have I seen this guy before and how come my brain was able to produce such a fine specimen of the male human species?
Maybe he was a mixture of several things I find sexy in a guy. I don't know, but damn, I was truly impressed.
I have no idea what he was ...Keep reading.

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Because you asked for it!
Ok. Only 1 guy asked for it, but what the hell, here it goes...

(Continued from last post)
I thought about it for a few seconds, but I gave in. I was just too curious and eager to know what had happenned between us, what prompted this sudden destruction of one of the things I held so dear at that time. (No, not my PS2, thank gawd)
I pressed the little green button, and I heard his voice. "What are you doing?" he said. No hello, not even a cold greeting. Just like nothing happenned.
"What the hell do you mean what am I doing? Is that how you greet people nowadays?" I said. I might as well play along and treat him as if nothing happenned also, I wanted to see how far he would go in his absurdity.
"Oh, don't be mad, It's just ...Keep reading.

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Case Number 3
Meet: The Heartsmasher.
There comes a time in a long relationship where you think that you have finally found "the one". You spend month after month with this person believing that your future with him/her is all peaches & cream, you even visualize yourself living with him/her in a two-story house in the suburbs, with a white picket fence, lovely neighbors who bring you pie every weekend and don't mind the ungodly screams you make when you have sex, and of course, a gorgeous toy poodle named Frou-Frou. Lord, am I fucked up or what.
I met this guy in a bar.
Ok, that's a bad way to start a conversation about relationships, since bars are absolutely the last place you meet people for something serious. Then again, I have never gone to bars with those intentions. But things have a way of happening. So stop thinking ...Keep reading.

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(...Continued from last post's mental jerk-off)

Case Number Two.
Meet: the beach bum. I met this loser during a season in my life where I went to the beach almost every day, for no reason, and just lie there soaking up some sun and eyeing the very meager selection of attractive specimens. I just didn't feel like being home all afternoon after classes.
There were always only a couple of cute lookin' gringos, the rest of the men there looked like they came straight out of a construction site. And they wouldn't stop staring at me. The horror.
One day I see this tanned, dark-haired guy with spiky hair and huge sunglasses lying in a beach chair staring at me. I stare back to see how long he could stand just oogling at me like an idiot, until I see him moving his head to the side as if saying "c'mere, ...Keep reading.

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