Nice week so far

Monday: tennis class after work. New class, too many people. I should be enrolled in an intermediate advanced class. This one asian girl, had to be Phillipine, was probably the best competition and she had a nice huge fake rack. God bless her. She's probably married but next week, I'm not going to play nice with her... little bitch. hehe Stayed afterwards to play doubles. We killed the other team. They were a married couple and I made the husband look silly in front of his woman. You know, I talk all cocky but I'm just messing around. Actually, fuck that, I'm not, I made him my bitch. Got home, Jarmon passed out. No surprise since he just got back from Vegas the night before.

Tuesday: Went shopping after work on Michigan Ave. Very productive, yet costly excursion. Bought shoes at Nordstrom and 2 pairs of jeans at Guess. Who knew guys jeans could cost so much. I went with Lauren, she made me buy them. She says there's nothing more yummy than a guy in a good pair of jeans. I'll go with that. We went to Bob San for dinner afterwards. Fucked after that. Lauren's loud in bed and likes to talk dirty, I like that.

Wednesday: Set up my own tennis league at work. It's free and I actually got some people to join. Stayed at work late. Came home and cleaned my room.

Thursday: Took my drug test. There's no reason I shouldn't have passed but then again, why am I so nervous? B/c I'm worried of second hand pot smoke, that's why. If I fail b/c some fucking pothead was smoking near me, I'll go off the deep end. Played tennis after work. First match league play. Killed the guy 6-0, 6-0. I felt bad since he drove all the way down from Evanston just to get his balls handed to him. Lauren picked me up and we went back and watched a movie at my place. We fell asleep. She's one of the few women that I actually can spend a night in bed with without waking up a million times. Does it mean that I'm really not into her. I don't know, I hope not.

Friday: I'm at work right now. I want to fuck. I might go jerk off in the bathroom later on. We'll see. Jules wants to go for drinks after work. I'm still not too down in seeing her right now after her last weekend antics. I need to find a new girl tonight. I feel like being crazy. But everytime I feel like that, something bad happens. Last time I felt like that, I got my friends' side door mirror karate chopped off by a cabbie. Well, I got my new jeans, maybe we'll have to see if they have any magic.

Yeah, I feel like a 21-24 year old tonight. That's going to be my goal for this evening. Hopefully, this party I'll meet up with at Zellas tonight will have some talent.

Amaya tries to contact me about 6 times a day now. What a psycho.