Cold day grey.

Today.
Day, the light is out, the sun is not, it's grey. I wake up with a call "let's go out?", let's.
Shower, hygiene, and vanity. Out!
Damn it's cold, and the wind cuts me like a knife. I swim my way down to the Luas, and wait for my friends face peaking out of a door, to know which one to catch. The wind keeps on comming strong, and I start to wonder if a thicker jacket wouldn't show a bit more inteligence from my part, heh, the heck with it. Here he is, I get on.
Morning talk, and plans are made. We get on, me and mister Magalhaes, staring at beautiful women. :D
Out to teh bank, says Batman to Robin. Here and there, we get out hassel lives and afairs done. So down we go to beweleys! Great capuccino in hand, walking down Grafton, through temple bar and merchants way. Reccord stores, we buy stuff.
Shopping shopping shopping.
Checking, and I buy a back pack, for my trip to ROMA!
Somer weird geeky guy gives us a litle puny statuet kinda thing and invites us into a store to paint it, we ran screaming like we were being chaced by Jack in The Shinning.


Lunch, Pizza Hut, not fancy, but fun. Talk is good, pizza to.
On again and we buy a football, Luas home, and off we go to play a bit one on one. Exercising again feels great! Though the realization that I suck at football is kinda frustrating. HAHAHA, anway, alst minute shopping, plans for the night and on I come home.
Alone! Music Blasting in teh shower.
"it's the little things that kill!!!! HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA"
Tonight i'll be out, single man in dublin... things are bound to happen, just need to be opened to them, and bring on a condom, or two...or a few.
Cocky? maybe, so what?
I'm taking care of me, no one else will do it for me.
And the sexual anxiety is torture!
I needs to get laid man... But can I do it? can I do as my ex did, and just get it on with strangers? I will sure as heel give it a try, tonight. I'm out.