Convos

A weird/inappropriate conversation between me and my boyfriend last night:

Me: I keep meaning to go to Victoria's Secret and buying some new lingerie.
Him: You don't have to.
Me: But I want to get something nice. I've been thinking, "I wonder if he'll notice if I show up with the same bra and panties."
Him: Probably not. To be honest with you, lingerie is nice, I mean, it's nice to have something to look at, but it's all coming off.
Me: So I could be wearing anything?
Him: Basically.
Me: So I could wear one of those bunny themed delivery outfits?
Him: Umm...yeah...?
Me: So I could dress up as Ronald McDonald?
Him: Please don't do that.
Me: So I can't wear anything.

Sry guys, it's a slow day?

Deuces,
Erika

The Boy That Sits Next To Me

Ladies...I have found a reason to go to my developmental math class. The cutest boy is suddenly sitting next to me. Instead of talking to him, I have just been admiring him from afar. Or, in my case, up near. He skateboards into class a minute before it starts, and then gets into a cute position so he can go to sleep. It's not like I'm trying to wed him, but I would love to bed him. He looks like such a good fuck. I bet he's just as adorable in bed. I watch him when he walks and I'm just enamored. Thank god that class is so easy; now I can focus all my attention on him. Remember Erika...you have a boyfriend, you have a boyfriend...

Oh, and this just in: I'm gonna make a Tumblr. Say what you will about my inability to stay away from fads and trends, but I have too many thoughts to formulate them into extensive paragraph form and I don't have internet on my Blackberry anymore, so there's no need for Twitter...god, virtual crack. Okay. That's it!

Deuces,
Erika