Talkin' Dirty
2002-07-15 @ 4:20 p.m.
I've been strangely exausted today and yesterday. I've spent most of my time wearing pajamas and lounging in bed. I even wore pajamas when Josh and I went on a midnight bike ride to the 24 hour A&W. I just didn't feel like I could be bothered to put on clothes.

I don't know what I'm going to do this evening, but I highly doubt that it involves leaving Josh's house. He has Mike (another Mac enthusiast) over, and they've been sitting for hours playing with a bunch of stuff on Josh's computer. Mike's wife is pissed off at him, so he isn't too eager to go home. If Mike's wife is anything like Jen when she's pissed off, I wouldn't want to go home either.

Tomorrow we might be going into Vancouver with Vince and Amanda. I don't know how I'm going to handle that, because the last time I talked to Vince he talked ad nauseum about sex. He had discovered the wonderful world of Cosmo and Redbook, and was reading the sex tips. He seemed fascinated by the female orgasm, and couldn't stop raving about the article that encouraged women to talk dirty to their men. I don't think Vince knew that it was making me uncomfortable, even though he wasn't being sleazy about it. He was almost innocent about the whole thing, like he was in fourth grade and was giggling after a health class presentation about human reproduction.

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