(...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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I went to the eye doctors today on my lunch break. I had been postponing my visit since almost three weeks ago, thanks to my god-awful short term memory, which failed to remind me to go day after day, since an appointment is not necessary. Until my pissed off mother reminded me of the horrible fate that befalls someone who fails to show up for four weeks in a row (No more free check-ups). Incredible how a pissed off succubus can jump-start your memory. I sure as hell didn't forget to go today.
When the doctor checked my eyes, he said my tears are Contaminated. What the fuck? I imagined glowing, green ooze seeping from my eyes at that moment.

Why do I get such bizarre mental pictures when I'm at that clinic?

In another subject, I was discussing something with my significant other which left me thinking. We were talking about ...Keep reading.

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I was told to work early tomorrow so I decided to press Start->Shutdown on my body really early. I went to sleep at about 9 p.m. Besides, for some reason I felt really, really tired. Not from work, because it was really uneventful. Just made another cover (which absolutely rocked, if I do say so myself) and it's corresponding column. You can check it out this wednesday if you read PH, it's the cover to "Reacción". *grin*
And I don't know why the fuck my boss now assumes my second name is "Marie". Does she suspect something I haven't told her yet? I bet she does. She's an intuitive little devil.
Anyway, back to the sleeping part. I didn't feel physically tired, it was more like a spiritual exhaustion that I can't quite explain.
I lie down, and 5 minutes after... BAM! Mommie Dearest (complete with psychotic 60's diva ...Keep reading.

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