Vernacular

Only a boi knows what a boi wants.

I was told that today, and it is so, so true. Its was used by a bisexual friend making the comment after spending the night with a woman. The comment was in reference to a blowjob; “Boi’s do it better because – “ it’s very true though, and you know it, how does a woman know how to please a man, when she doesn’t know how the bit feel and work… even a slut. And a chicks flange… well lets not get me started!

So anyways the weather at the moment is unbelievable. It might as well be winter! It’s freezing! And our quaint… *cough* city… was hit with three mini hurricanes the other day. Nothing too serious, but highly unusual as there has never been anything like it here before. One person was killed in the neighbouring suburb by a falling tree. I didn’t even know about it until I was told, I rarely watch free to air television anymore, and the wind must not have been that bad, because I didn’t even notice it. Oh well.

I have almost completed my Christmas shopping, just my father left to go (any suggestions?) and Jay. And I’m not too sure if I should be getting Mackenzie anything. What does a 1 month old want for Christmas? Chocolate? Buggered if I know. Perhaps I should wait.

Jay is shitty with me. He is giving up smoking, so he is allowed to be. I seemed to rub it in last night when he wanted a cigarette and I refused to give him one. So he went to bed. Oh well, if he wants to give up then I’m going to help him and that means none from me. I have made a deal with Shell, come new years eve I will give up ciggies, if she gives up the bourbon and dry.

I should go and get ready for bed, it’s late and i’m tired.

More updates later.

LPH