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Have you ever slept so well that your body rebels at the mere thought of getting up? That was me this morning. If it weren't for having to justify it, and likely not getting the chance to talk to anyone or write here, I wouldn't even have gotten up: just lounged in dishabille on my warm, soft bed all day.

I've recently made the rather bizarre decision to try and tutor one of my sister's friends in math, starting tomorrow. The girl, admittedly, is rather pretty (that's good) if rather silly (that's bad) and apparently borderline nympho (that's...good?) and enjoys scandalizing my sister, even up to the point of planting a rather spectacular kiss on her a couple of days ago. (that's...bad?). And comes with a free Frogurt.

I'm guessing about a 50% chance of her attempting to molest me while we work together. I'm not sure whether I decided to do this because of that. I'm even less sure what it says about me if I did.

Ah, well. More later. Gotta run now.




( Walk among 9 shadows — Cast a shadow )
Feb. 12th, 2005 01:05 am (UTC)
(1) Nice simpsons reference.

(2) Take advantage of the molestation.
Feb. 12th, 2005 04:36 am (UTC)
^ what he said
Feb. 12th, 2005 04:47 am (UTC)
tap that unstable ass you freaky university boy!
Feb. 12th, 2005 05:21 am (UTC)
Now I know why I'm so naughty. No moral guidance from my friends. :P

Though as it turns out we won't be starting tomorrow anyway. Good thing. It'll let me get some sweet, sweet sleep...oh, yeah, and that homework thing.

Feb. 12th, 2005 09:36 am (UTC)
Eek. While you know the person and would be a better judge of this than me, this sounds potentially like a drama pipebomb primed to explode, covering your house and the surrounding area with sadness and STD shrapnel.

Tread lightly, my friend.

-Nathan, balancing out all the nerds who want to see C get laid
Feb. 12th, 2005 05:42 pm (UTC)
I am *so* not a nerd.
Feb. 13th, 2005 03:35 am (UTC)
Oh, of course I'm treading carefully.

I find the term "minefield" a more appropriate description, especially since my sister is particularly scandalized (the girl's habit of giving her obscene messages to pass to me, among other things, likely has something to do with this).

I may end up being boring and professional about the whole business. Or at least restrained in any advantage I take. While the second risk is minimal as far as I know, I have to _live_ with Ral. *shudders*

Feb. 12th, 2005 07:47 pm (UTC)
But the frogurt is evil (that's bad).. but you get your choice of toppings! (That's good!) ..the toppings are also evil. (..that's bad.)

Tee hee. I'm a loser.

I swear, when I get up, my body goes "Ah, jesus, woman.. you just went to bed eight hours ago.. go back, or else I'll make your back sore."

"B..but.. I gotta go to work."

"No buts."

My body's like.. the mob, or something.
Feb. 13th, 2005 03:37 am (UTC)
Hey, I was a loser first. :P

But yeah, our bodies are tyrants. Don't they know we're supposed to be in charge here!

( Walk among 9 shadows — Cast a shadow )