2004-11-22 - 11:49 p.m.
All right, I spent the weekend with An and Bo in Des Moines. A word about Urbandale. The word is quaint (which is synonymous with "the coffee shops are only located in strip malls, bitch"). I keep trying to figure out why my ex-boyfriend's blog entries always have to do with someone defecating. Courtney says that it has much to do with anal obsession and you all know what that means....heh heh heh.
"Leah, butt-sex is the grossest thing I've ever heard of."
"Oh reaaaaaaaaaallllllllly, little man, I think you mean the grawesomest thing you've ever heard of."
Also, I sorta met this boy who, when asked if I'd get to spend time with him on Wednesday when he comes to visit or just "look at him for a few minutes," responded cleverly, "Well, I figured that I'd pull up to the gas station out on N. Dodge, call you, let you come and watch me fill up, and then send you on your way." He's cute. And he's got a decent brain. And he's not too short or too nasal or too stupid-faced.
I get to celebrate the giving of spanks with the Mohan boys tomorrow night (and what better way to celebrate the giving of spanks....heh heh heh).
