TMI Thursday: Look Before You Pee

It's TMI Thursday, bitches!! Hosted by the lovely LiLu, as always.

While in the UP, DB and I did quite a bit of shopping. One store we stopped into was called Enchanted Knights. It was SO over-the-top. To say the least. Knights and swords and fairies everywhere. Magic wands? Man-skirts? A life-sized knight? They had it all. All the cashiers were dressed in Renaissance clothing (which was also for sale). They even talked in fake accents. Hilarious.

DB *cough. nerd. cough* loved it.

I thought it was ridiculous and vowed to share it with you bloggy people. I grabbed a business card so I'd remember the name. Except I then proceeded to lose it.

Would you like to know how?

The first thing I did after the looooooooong car ride was run inside the house to use the bathroom. Down came the pants, I did my business, and turned around to flush. Guess what was floating in the potty? Amidst the pee and poop?

Yep. The business card. Which had been in my back pocket only seconds ago! I had pissed on it. And then shit on it.

The worst part? I had to fish it out. Couldn't let the toilet get clogged!

Lip rings are hot

Yesterday I got high with the Cheffess.

This was kind of a big deal for me; I haven't smoked since last summer.

She brought me along because she thought I'd like one of her smoking buddies, named Lipring. I did. A lot.

Typical Taylor.

Before going to Lipring's, I hung out with DB. We were both hot-and-bothered by each other and decided to have sex in the woods. However (dammit!!), we ran out of time and I ended up going to Lipring's very horny.

While high, my oversexed (or undersexed?) mind couldn't stop imagining the things I'd do to Lipring if only he'd let me. Don't worry, my bad karma will kill me. I know.

On the drive home, the Cheffess put her iPod on and for some reason, the music made me so incredibly happy. I was so very thankful to be her friend and so amazed at the events that had taken place that night. It was strange.

I'm spending another day with her today.

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If you want to be as cool as me, you'll listen to Say So by My Favorite Highway. This is the song that made me oh-so-happy.

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Who is this christian guy anyways?

I realize that I've been blogging about CN a lot lately. Can't help it. He's on my mind a lot.

I also realize that I haven't given you guys a lot of background on CN, besides the fact that he's my ex-boyfriend and that I still (think I) love him.

This post therefore is dedicated to CN and the times we've shared. CN, by the way, stands for christian neighbor. He's literally the guy next door and also happens to be a very dedicated christian.

Anyways. Starting from the beginning...

Four years ago, CN became my first boyfriend. Exciting, yes? Not so much. Saying that we were an awkward couple is a serious understatement. I was even shyer than I am now and got tongue-tied every time he came near me. That being said, I never opened up to him. We never kissed. We never went to each others houses. We never even went out on an official date! We lasted three short months and I was the one who broke up with him. He had started flirting with other girls. It bugged me.

Fast forward to last year. CN and I had remained friends throughout the years, although we never started another relationship. I had developed plenty of crushes on him during this time, but I was too shy to make the first move. Typical Taylor.

Around this time I moved into a new house. A house that happened to be next door to CN's humble abode. Win. We began talking again. He started coming over after class. We talked, we flirted, we acted silly and happy and youthful together. He was so much different from the guy I had dated three years earlier. He was now dedicated to his faith and much more mature.

I, on the other hand, was not nearly as mature. I had recently discovered alcohol and marijuana and spent most of my time partying it up with my two new friends. CN knew about this and disapproved but still came over to see me. He often lectured me about my habits and my new friends. I scoffed at him.

He was in love with me.
He asked me on dates but I always refused.
He kept coming over even though I accidentally cried in front of him one time.
He asked my sister if I liked him.

Then DB entered the picture. I fell for him hard and we started a relationship.

CN stopped coming over, stopped talking to me, and became distant. At the time, I didn't care.

He met a girl, a christian girl, just as silly and dedicated to God as he was. They started dating.

A year later, I'm unhappy with my relationship with DB and lusting over CN once again. Unfortunately for my lovestruck heart, he's happy with his christian girlfriend and apparently is going to start ignoring me.

The worst part is that this is my fault. Completely. I let him go, I broke his heart, I chose DB over him. I feel like it was a mistake now.

He was so so in love with me. Could it really have faded?

By the way...
--No visit from Aunt Flo yet. I'm freaking the fuck out.
--I biked 24 miles (!) yesterday and am now awfully and painfully sunburned
--Thank you to everybody who's visited my blog lately! It means a ton to me!